ILL BILL - Run for Your Life '94 lyrics

I'm coming out from inside
The walls like asbestos
A ghost disappearing and reappearing
When least most expected
I yank kids on there own
Bloods when the monster i'm a monster
Responsible for missing camp counsellors
I'm analyzing bio-rhythms
Leaving my victims with incisions
My sensory sees catastrophic visions
Over the image of Jehovah I burn sulphur
In retrospect I infect your innards
Just like an ulcer
Then I twist facial features
Like Rocky Dennis, when I menace
It's horrendous
My bloody appetite's tremendous
Enormous, watch the metamorphosis
Stickin' snitches through orifices
Remorseless are my thoughts
When I cut your corpse
I dabble in the arts that are forbidden
Leaving carcasses after carcass
Maggots within regardless
I'm a psychopathologist
Pathologically I exist
Infamous, but with a twist

Run for your life

Reports provided by department of forensics
Reveal nothing reminiscent murder
On these premises
The only evidence being the body
No fingerprints or murder weapons located
But still they follow me
Constantly I'm under surveillance
Numerous, federal agencies provide the
Whole police their interference
So now there's all types
Of pigs bleeding hemoglobin
Left in my place and frozen solid
From head to their toes and
Pieces of people I take and then I reanimate
Beyond the gates
I can see the bloody face of Sharon Tate
I make you submit when I dominate
Nothing you could ever do can
Restrain my campaign of hate
I measure my pleasure by the amount of pain
I inflict during your torture
Officer I make you suffer so listen
I'm giving you five minutes to flee
Here's a butcher knife
Motherfucker, run for your life!

I vaccinate sockets with lip bloods
Like if I was to flip once
I snag a body bag them dirty fucking cunts
Shooting chemicals directly into my
Jugular - look around
Shit's getting uglier and uglier
Spinning' within my hyperbaric chamber
Nothing short of a bloody rusty razor
Fingerprinting could stop my behaviour
Generally, and federally etcetera, etcetera
Shooting Storm Troopers like dead era
I emphasize like emphysema
Every word I speak creeps up
In your bloodstream like Leukemia
I instigate mutilation
Under federal investigation escaping
Police stations
Taking all types of narcotics made
To enhance my optics
Unlocking consciousness when I pop acid trips
And want to kill the pigs
(here piggy piggy, here piggy piggy)
Unlocking consciousness to let the razor
Rip open my wrist