Biography
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, don't get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Freedom fightin' machine, big-ass hatchet in hand
Why'd you have to kill my bros? I'm-a slash your face, man
I'm a very skilled assassin killin' dudes in ones and twos
Blood flowin' like a river, need a box of tissues
When I'm huntin', I be stuntin', you can never find me
In the bushes, in the hay stacks, in your mother's laundry
Watch me comin', free runnin', up the walls like a boss
What you lookin' at, bitch? Taste my tomahawk chop!
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, don't get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, don't get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
From Boston to NY, always up to no good
Don't know how I can see out this big-ass hood
Walkin' through the crowds touchin' you on the back
Using my hidden blade for a secret attack
Jumpin' off of giant buildings like I was a super man
Use your momma as a meat shield every time that I can
Take a break from the war to hunt for some meat
(What? A man's gotta eat...)
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, don't get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, don't get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Up first in the verse feel the clack of wooden teeth
Bread and butter, lift the covers and you'll find the fuckin' heat
Revolution I lead, with the world I got beef
I dig my wigs powdered, wear boxers- I don't wear briefs
You can't step up to me and my gang
Horse and carriage, drive bys, bullet in the chamb'
Ridin' over your clique like the Delaware, son
I'll get my face on that dollar before this shit is done
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, don't get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, don't get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
Tomahawk! Tomahawk!
-Ultimate Assassin's Creed 3 Song by Smosh
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Assassins Creed plays hide and seek with some pups and gets stuck in a log.
Preferences
BE on 2/12: 49
Mush Spent: 540
Mush Earned: 403
BE on 2/13: 206
Missed 2/13 training (work)
BE on 2/14: 249
Mush Spent: 1033
Mush Earned: 914
BE on 2/15: 572
Mush Spent: 276
Mush Earned: 261
DG on 2/15
Special Skills
Total Mush Spent: 1849
Total Mush Earned: 1578
Volks Owes: 271
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Summer Month: 1 
Day Weather: 
