Shoot First, Die Later

Album cover art for "Shoot First, Die Later" by ILL BILL & Lord Goat

ILL BILL & Lord Goat - Rap, Italia

Shoot First, Die Later

2 Plays

Duration: 2:05

Lyrics

[Intro] I live for the power surge of playing God, having the power of life and death in my hands [Hook: ILL BILL] Yo, my AK got a body, my UZI got two bodies only Virgins are holdin' this Llama and two shotties My Desert Eagle's what I use to teach my daughter to shoot So blow off your fuckin' balls and turn your dick into soup Listen, fucko, I don't trust damn none of y'all You stay on the block, I be out, on another tour Here we go, here we, here we go, in stereo Keep the black MAC-11 tucked everywhere we go, brrap [Verse 1: Lord Goat] I spit decrepit, I'm a Metal legend, you're a Bitch Infection I'm young Satan in the mirror, check for my reflection I grow indoors, got the Porsche with graffiti walls Dom Deloise bags, imported like Boston George Rocky Dennis, lots of shots got your face drippin' I'm not a rapper, just a killer who fillets his victims Get that brown matzah from Sri Lanka, Nina DePonca We rock stars, Heavy Metal killers move hot cars! [Interlude] Killings, stabbings, beatings, drive-by shootings, revenge killings, at one point, uhm, you amputate the arms of a rival gang member... Explain that to me! [Hook: ILL BILL] My AK got a body, my UZI got two bodies only Virgins are holdin' this Llama and two shotties My Desert Eagle's what I use to teach my daughter to shoot So blow off your fuckin' balls and turn your dick into soup Listen, fucko, I don't trust damn none of y'all You stay on the block, I be out, on another tour Here we go, here we, here we go, in stereo Keep the black MAC-11 tucked everywhere we go, braap [Verse 2: ILL BILL] I'm not just a shooter, President, I'm a client Screaming horror like (Tom Ari?) in a zombie riot Try and clash with my assassin's die a praxis, eyepatches and armed ratches The drive-by blastin' Wider than the flash fascist during crimes of passion Smile and laughin' like Berkowitz with the eyes of Manson Nine milli' Pistolero, BILLY Bolero Give me dinero, since they put sick in BILLY, don't be a hero

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Credits

Writers
  • Lord Goat
  • ILL BILL