Pointless Lyrics

Pointless Song Lyrics

Hitman's got no doubt about
A matter of investment
Position in the work place
Ridding human excess
Dealing stocks and bonds of blood
Shotgun dividends
But you hold a gun that's smoking

So pointless keep pushing

Keep shooting so pointless
A soul that's been spent
Head full 'o bullets
In bizness dealt with lead
That be the pension
The bloody palms
Primed for greasing
Kickbacks and cutbacks
===They all stab you in the back