Necro, ILL BILL - Swordfish lyrics

Killing snakes that side-wind
Tripping on Jakes and drive-bys
Walk around high
Sniff an entire eighth in five lines
Fire nines at you five times
I'll rise from the grave seven days
After I died and spit flames
Spit fireballs, spit volcanoes
Spit Molotov's at pop stars and
Explode bombs under cop cars
Arms dealers that I met
I bought nerve gas and laser rifles
They CIA, they take they names from the Bible
Jesus specialized in chemical
Weapons and bio-robotics met him in Cairo
He was chilling with this guy Mohammed
Ex-PLO Honcho that went AWOL
He sold black market organs at the CIA store
They introduced me to they bro Moses
Pulled out a eight ball of that
Grade-A shit and froze noses
Then they told me bout Ish and Isaac
Two brothers, one was telekinetic
The other psychic they was after me
They was asking mad questions
Jesus told me he suspects that they
Were hired by the Russians
I always thought that they was cousins
Who gives a fuck, fuck them faggots
When I see them, I'm a buck them!

It's the hijacking, when I shot
That pilot in the eye, laughing
Landed the plane by myself
The only guy standing
Swordfish, more than Halle Berry
Showing off tit's
It's real, Swiss bank accounts and terrorists
It's the hijacking, when I shot
That pilot in the eye, laughing
Landed the plane by myself
The only guy standing
Swordfish, more than Halle Berry
Showing off tit's
It's real, Swiss bank accounts and terrorists

Blowing up buildings like Tyler Durden
My mind's perverted eight women orgies
These congressmens' wives are dirty
Extroverted like wild wild west strippers
And death lifts us to higher levels
I hire devils to kill other devils
The funds expensive, never-ending troubles
Shootouts because of my Uncle, forever bubble
Bombed the airport
Jetted in the cherry-red Porsche
Catching head from this whore that
I met at the store
Jesus had the Lamborghini then
That bitch from Tahiti
That liked to swallow ecstacy
And sip some martini a disturbed past
Involved in all types of terrorism
I know how to dispense
Nerve gas through televisions
Tera Patrick and Adriana Sage
Undercover FBI agents that look great
And give fantastic brain
Adriana gave me a platinum chain
A mercenary in this savage game
I skyjacked the plane!

It's the hijacking, when I shot
That pilot in the eye, laughing
Landed the plane by myself
The only guy standing
Swordfish, more than Halle Berry
Showing off tit's
It's real, Swiss bank accounts and terrorists
It's the hijacking, when I shot
That pilot in the eye, laughing
Landed the plane by myself
The only guy standing
Swordfish, more than Halle Berry
Showing off tit's
It's real, Swiss bank accounts and terrorists

Assassins get fazed, thrown in stealth planes
Exploding death pays, it's gangsta
Y'all fucking faggots know the next phase
You'll get your dome X rayed
Kidnap you like Los Pepes
The chrome TEC spray, you get pussy
I own sex slaves it's God's will
Fuck with me you get shot and killed
Chopped into pieces and stuffed in
The trunk of a Bonneville
Globe-trot, smoke pot
With bitches that so hot
They go to the Grammy's wearing a
See-through dress with no bra no panties
Fuck with me I'll kill your whole family
Cyanide, now or later she choking on candy
I choreographed the goriest massacres
Missouri to Africa, no story is graphic-er!

It's the hijacking, when I shot
That pilot in the eye, laughing
Landed the plane by myself
The only guy standing
Swordfish, more than Halle Berry
Showing off tit's
It's real, Swiss bank accounts and terrorists
It's the hijacking, when I shot
That pilot in the eye, laughing
Landed the plane by myself
The only guy standing
Swordfish, more than Halle Berry
Showing off tit's
It's real, Swiss bank accounts and terrorists