ILL BILL, B-Real - Amputated Saint lyrics

I’m like a Viking in a submarine
Or a Spartan with guns and beams
Muggs and me is like giving
Hard drugs to fiends
I be the cause of this prison riot
Sworn to the Israelites
Torture you with kitchen knifes
Scorch you in a pistol fight
I saw prophets tore from the fist of Christ
Propaganda brainwashes us to make us
Think their system’s right
I stick my finger in the dyke, plug the leak
While she sucked her teeth
Look into the light, such is life

So when I hold the mic
Frighting day and night
Might catch a case, see you in my sights
Let my heater make you change your face
Make you change your ways
Wishing you could change your days
The venom we spit cut your
Throat like a razor blade
They got hell to pay, me I got hell to raise
Looked death in the eye
He said you get a stellar gaze
He went on his way but he
Got stuck in the maze
Without any way to get out
Of this purple haze
Evacuate the place, fallen angel
Amputated saint
Trapped on a cannibal planet of hate
Gang-related is they faith
Activate the tape, calculate the weight
Single handed with the cannon in their face

Evacuate the place, fallen angel
Amputated saint
Trapped on a cannibal planet of hate
Gang-related is they faith
Activate the tape, calculate the weight
Single handed with the cannon in their face

Abandon all hope
Buy more weapons and more coke
Build yourself a bunker under your house
It’s all over
But before the CIA come to take us away
Light up some OG kush and take
Us out in a blaze

Abandon all hope
Buy more weapons and more coke
Build yourself a bunker under your house
It’s all over
But before the CIA come to take us away
Light up some OG kush and take
Us out in a blaze

I ate some brownies last week and
I’ve been high for days
Should’ve known B-Real was the
Guy with the tray cheech and Chong spliff
Twist up an entire eighth
It won’t freeze your nose
The shit’ll set fire to your face

We get higher in the place
Still my eyes are clean
I’m the man in all black with the hashisheen
So many bags of green candy cars that lean
Got a crew so thick man we causing a scene
You tried to hit it the very moment I lit it
You shitted your pants, coughing
Out your lungs, bitch quit it
We got the greenery and the heavy machinery
And life don’t mean a thing to me
Bitch enjoy the scenery