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drug wars - ill bill lyrics

[verse 1: ill bill]
f*ck a fight, i’ll bite off half your ear
travel through the air like a deadly virus and strangle half the year
paralyze the planet while illumin*z* quietly carry out their plan to enslave us despite the panic
up the ante, triple down, get your pistols out
trump*faced baphomet rockin’ hitler’s crown
conehead hoodie champion sound
bulletproof shooters cruise through with adamantium frowns
sugar*free watermelon jello ketosis, we focused
three toasters underneath the sofa plus the heat i’m holdin’
young baloff, get your f*cking skull sprayed off
then i skate off you, fakin’ the funk, word to main source
the world worship perverted gods, words are charged
and bursting sparks like an overturned burning car
from the flossy, call me young canarsie, young pesci
they’ll either k!ll me or arrest me, that’s my destiny
[chorus: d.v. alias khryst]
what’s my drug of choice? what have you got?
i don’t go broke and i do it a lot
what’s my drug of choice? what have you got?
i don’t go broke and i do it a lot
what’s my drug of choice? i prefer pot
i don’t go broke and i do it a lot
what’s my drug of choice? what have you got?
i don’t go broke and i do it a lot (oh, check it, yo)

[verse 2: ill bill]
goddammit, top savage, pop magnums at ops
and cops’ badges, conjuring nonstop madness
truck jewelry, heavy ice, plus plenty polo
tuck the uzi, “f” me twice like the fendi logo
only built for gucci linx, sn*tch diamond rings
clap .9s at pigs, sn*tch crowns from kings
overthrow the empire, slay emperors
ayatollahs of endless war at a tremendous cost
diamond*ruby sn*tcher, b00by trapper, uzi clapper
groupies in gucci sandals yapping, keeping your shooters happy
illmatic luxurious like silk fabric
official pistol pageant, witches’ magic, titties hanging
listen, don’t make a f*cking jerk out of me
i ain’t gettin’ f*cked like gribbs, they murked prodigy
they k!lled biggie smalls and jam master jay
what the f*ck is really going on? somebody has to pay
what if suge knight and diddy were the c.i.a.?
k!lled our favorite rappers, even gave eazy a.i.d.s
cobra tongue, smoky lung with the smoking gun, canoli blunt
either i’m totally batsh*t or holy f*ck!
[chorus: d.v. alias khryst]
what’s my drug of choice? what have you got?
i don’t go broke and i do it a lot
what’s my drug of choice? what have you got?
i don’t go broke and i do it a lot
what’s my drug of choice? i prefer pot
i don’t go broke and i do it a lot
what’s my drug of choice? what have you got?
i don’t go broke and i do it a lot (oh, check it, yo)

- ill bill lyrics

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