License to ILL

Album cover art for "License to ILL" by ILL BILL

ILL BILL - Rap

License to ILL

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[Intro] Get your ass up and let's get ill, ill, ill! A complete menace to society... [Verse 1] I landed on top of the buildin', jumped out of an explodin' helicopter Draggin' the pilot by his jaw Used his body to break the fall He died on impact, blood splattered his back was broken Bounced wit' a slight limp 'cause my ankle was swollen CIA assassin turncoat, burnin' toke it serve coke The worst, loc the fuck out we burst chrome Double agent CIA merk both sides, and low ride I'm so high, I can touch the sky! Fuck wit' mines you get your head, bust wit' 9's Splattered like 10 pump out of our bathroom floors Blast you whores, the dead man's the last who draws I be the first one to let off Gunslinger with the dumb figure throw ya head off Like guillotines I eat, dog Like the Philippines through leg work I creep, dog Like a millipede, it's military 9 millimeters pop off 9 millimeters that wave for your dome will drop off A hollow tip package, slit cabbage Get your wig handed to the coroner and examine, you fuckin' fag! Life is for real, I deal wit' the license to kill It's ILL BILL, wit' a rifle and the license to ill [Hook] Get your ass up and let's get ill! x4 ILL BILL ILL BILL wit' a rifle, and the license to ill [Verse 2] I seen the president get shot at point blank range Slipped thousands of people drinks and made 'em act strange Had my gat in a hollowed out book on the last page Silhouette of a Desert Eagle to splash brains I'm in the fast lane with cats that hijack planes Murderous wit' terrorists they know what cash means I'm sellin' candy to these billion dollar crack feinds Don't even ask me what my path be Run up on your family wit' a gat blastin' Top of the pile, rockin' like Nigel Withall I turn you out like a virgin wit' a cock in ya mouth Wit' a gun to ya head, they find you in a trunk of a Benz Chopped into thousand little pieces next to one of your friends American pimp, my first hoe was a married bitch Now I'm pimpin' the first amendment like Larry Flint A true hustla wit' a license to kill It's ILL BILL, wit' a rifle and a license to ill [Hook] [Outro] It's brutal, inexcusable, a complete menace to society x2 ILL BILL, with a license to ill! x2 ILL BILL x5 Witness if you dare, DJ JS-1, I'm out, and you don't stop, I keep on...

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  • ILL BILL