ILL BILL - License to ILL lyrics
[ILL BILL - License to ILL lyrics]
Get your ass up and let's get ill, ill, ill!
A complete menace to society
I landed on top of the buildin'
Jumped out of an explodin' helicopter
Draggin' the pilot by his jaw
Used his body to break the fall
He died on impact
Blood splattered his back was broken
Bounced wit' a slight limp 'cause
My ankle was swollen cIA assassin turncoat
Burnin' toke it serve coke
The worst, loc the fuck out we burst chrome
Double agent CIA merk both sides
And low ride
I'm so high, I can touch the sky!
Fuck wit' mines you get your head
Bust wit' 9's splattered like 10 pump out
Of our bathroom floors blast you whores
The dead man's the last who draws
I be the first one to let off
Gunslinger with the dumb figure
Throw ya head off
Like guillotines I eat, dog
Like the Philippines through leg
Work I creep, dog like a millipede
It's military 9 millimeters pop off
9 millimeters that wave for your
Dome will drop off
A hollow tip package, slit cabbage
Get your wig handed to
The coroner and examine, you fuckin' fag!
Life is for real
I deal wit' the license to kill
It's ILL BILL
Wit' a rifle and the license to ill
Get your ass up and let's get ill! x4
ILL BILL
ILL BILL wit' a rifle, and the license to ill
I seen the president get shot
At point blank range
Slipped thousands of people drinks and
Made 'em act strange
Had my gat in a hollowed out
Book on the last page
Silhouette of a Desert Eagle to splash brains
I'm in the fast lane with
Cats that hijack planes
Murderous wit' terrorists they know
What cash means i'm sellin' candy to these
Billion dollar crack feinds
Don't even ask me what my path be
Run up on your family wit' a gat blastin'
Top of the pile, rockin' like Nigel Withall
I turn you out like a virgin
Wit' a cock in ya mouth
Wit' a gun to ya head
They find you in a trunk of a Benz
Chopped into thousand little pieces next
To one of your friends American pimp
My first hoe was a married bitch
Now I'm pimpin' the first
Amendment like Larry Flint
A true hustla wit' a license to kill
It's ILL BILL
Wit' a rifle and a license to ill
It's brutal, inexcusable
A complete menace to society
ILL BILL, with a license to ill! ILL BILL
Witness if you dare, DJ JS-1, I'm
Out, and you don't stop, i keep on
A complete menace to society
I landed on top of the buildin'
Jumped out of an explodin' helicopter
Draggin' the pilot by his jaw
Used his body to break the fall
He died on impact
Blood splattered his back was broken
Bounced wit' a slight limp 'cause
My ankle was swollen cIA assassin turncoat
Burnin' toke it serve coke
The worst, loc the fuck out we burst chrome
Double agent CIA merk both sides
And low ride
I'm so high, I can touch the sky!
Fuck wit' mines you get your head
Bust wit' 9's splattered like 10 pump out
Of our bathroom floors blast you whores
The dead man's the last who draws
I be the first one to let off
Gunslinger with the dumb figure
Throw ya head off
Like guillotines I eat, dog
Like the Philippines through leg
Work I creep, dog like a millipede
It's military 9 millimeters pop off
9 millimeters that wave for your
Dome will drop off
A hollow tip package, slit cabbage
Get your wig handed to
The coroner and examine, you fuckin' fag!
Life is for real
I deal wit' the license to kill
It's ILL BILL
Wit' a rifle and the license to ill
Get your ass up and let's get ill! x4
ILL BILL
ILL BILL wit' a rifle, and the license to ill
I seen the president get shot
At point blank range
Slipped thousands of people drinks and
Made 'em act strange
Had my gat in a hollowed out
Book on the last page
Silhouette of a Desert Eagle to splash brains
I'm in the fast lane with
Cats that hijack planes
Murderous wit' terrorists they know
What cash means i'm sellin' candy to these
Billion dollar crack feinds
Don't even ask me what my path be
Run up on your family wit' a gat blastin'
Top of the pile, rockin' like Nigel Withall
I turn you out like a virgin
Wit' a cock in ya mouth
Wit' a gun to ya head
They find you in a trunk of a Benz
Chopped into thousand little pieces next
To one of your friends American pimp
My first hoe was a married bitch
Now I'm pimpin' the first
Amendment like Larry Flint
A true hustla wit' a license to kill
It's ILL BILL
Wit' a rifle and a license to ill
It's brutal, inexcusable
A complete menace to society
ILL BILL, with a license to ill! ILL BILL
Witness if you dare, DJ JS-1, I'm
Out, and you don't stop, i keep on