ILL BILL - I'm Not Happy '94 lyrics
[ILL BILL - I'm Not Happy '94 lyrics]
I'm getting between your nerves like leprosy
Using mental salacity
My treachery trenches over centuries
I never meant to be reincarnated
Matter of fact if it was up to me
I wish that I had never been created
The twigging swords hoards up in
Presto-boards walking through forbidden
Doors and then with inside of the walls
People grimace when they witness business
Of the bloody instance
So keep your distance
The smell of bodies is covered by incense
I show no mercy blood splats
Up on my hockey jersey
Similar to fusiscions in rooms of emergency
So fuck the gats I'll rather
Hit you with the axe
Laugh while your skull cracks but
I'm still not happy
"All I really want is to be happy
To find a love that's mine would be so sweet"
I'm turning red blood cells
Into dead blood cells
Using microscopic utensils within
Your entrails
Pushing the limit of your chromo sols
Sitting on the throne made of human bones
Talking of mice up in a phone
I walk alone into
Pandemonium diarising plutonium
To build a bigger better stronger weapon
I sense the presence of great evil
So I erase and train every
Bit of the pabblesource conceivable
Reading about the beginning of ending
I'm sending the crucifier tending to
Your soul chrome accier
Within the fire I eulogise
Planets term in demise
Stealing energies and sending up
The planet dies
And nothing could ever really make
Me give a fuck about
Anything you care about so why even bother
The blood I spill could fill
The entire New York harbour
So hang the Holy Father and
Light the candle lava
I'm still be killing myself to live right
Could it even be it to explain the
Effects of the drugs on my brain?
Nothing positive could influence the
Truth I take i'm dripping by the leg
And dipody I instigate
Without a doubt the bloody body count
Increases it falls to pieces
My mouth releases terminal diseases
And everywhere you look there's
Another dead fucking schnook
Hanging from a bloody meat hook
I always keep a smile on my face
So I can hide what's really going
On inside of my mind
I feel nothing and therefore I am nothing
I pry for on your suffering and there's
Nothing that makes you feel happy
Using mental salacity
My treachery trenches over centuries
I never meant to be reincarnated
Matter of fact if it was up to me
I wish that I had never been created
The twigging swords hoards up in
Presto-boards walking through forbidden
Doors and then with inside of the walls
People grimace when they witness business
Of the bloody instance
So keep your distance
The smell of bodies is covered by incense
I show no mercy blood splats
Up on my hockey jersey
Similar to fusiscions in rooms of emergency
So fuck the gats I'll rather
Hit you with the axe
Laugh while your skull cracks but
I'm still not happy
"All I really want is to be happy
To find a love that's mine would be so sweet"
I'm turning red blood cells
Into dead blood cells
Using microscopic utensils within
Your entrails
Pushing the limit of your chromo sols
Sitting on the throne made of human bones
Talking of mice up in a phone
I walk alone into
Pandemonium diarising plutonium
To build a bigger better stronger weapon
I sense the presence of great evil
So I erase and train every
Bit of the pabblesource conceivable
Reading about the beginning of ending
I'm sending the crucifier tending to
Your soul chrome accier
Within the fire I eulogise
Planets term in demise
Stealing energies and sending up
The planet dies
And nothing could ever really make
Me give a fuck about
Anything you care about so why even bother
The blood I spill could fill
The entire New York harbour
So hang the Holy Father and
Light the candle lava
I'm still be killing myself to live right
Could it even be it to explain the
Effects of the drugs on my brain?
Nothing positive could influence the
Truth I take i'm dripping by the leg
And dipody I instigate
Without a doubt the bloody body count
Increases it falls to pieces
My mouth releases terminal diseases
And everywhere you look there's
Another dead fucking schnook
Hanging from a bloody meat hook
I always keep a smile on my face
So I can hide what's really going
On inside of my mind
I feel nothing and therefore I am nothing
I pry for on your suffering and there's
Nothing that makes you feel happy