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axe of abraxas - ill bill lyrics

[verse 1: ill bill]
my mind’s like potent vodka mixed with post-apocalyptic
soldiers armed with pistols
you don’t want the smoke rollie, mind your business
hits from the bong, cypress hill and the homies there
og like steven seagal with the ponytail
swords at award shows, warlords at the gun shows
guns at the drug shows, me at all of the above shows
whispers of whistling apparitions
decapitated black cats and pigeons
now there’s rats inside your kitchen
roaches in your microwave oven, they love it
the way you smother -ssorted bugs
all up in your bed sheets and covers
disgusting and mortifying, the thought of dying
somersaults across your mind, then belly flop dives off the slide
for generations, the money goes to drink sunny doo’s (?)
and still have a shootout right here in front of you’s
collect pistols like matching polo hats
each one a different color with a matching scope attached

[hook: lord goat]
blood tsunami, east coast mexican, twenty alibis
camouflaged super surveillance, forever televised
newest spots, 2pac’s murders movin with two glocks
pig champion from new lox build up a shoe box
gore’s head, cape with the arm, i’m up in two spots
supercoven, (?) with gino’s and tube socks

[charles manson sampling]

[verse 2: sick jacken]
i never knew what destiny was

i never follow the leader because i be walking in circles

[hook: lord goat]
[charles manson sampling]

- ill bill lyrics

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