[Intro: ILL BILL]
Awwwwwwwwwwwwww shit!
Eat it out, eat it out, no doubt, no doubt
Check it out, yo
The year 2000 begins a new age for the cop killers
Know what I'm saying?
The saga of the ILL BILL continues
The flavor's Non Phixion y'all
Get with it, check it out, check it out
[Verse 1: ILL BILL]
Check out this new ILL BILL gimmick that's splendid
Since you're down with other shit let's see if you're down with this
It's about strictly trying to kill a cop
Once you get the hang of it
After you blast one, you steal his Glock
First of all you need a fat bag of dust plus the biscuit
Any local store sells the shit, friend
Purchase a milli, not that bitch Millie Jackson, silly stunt
I'm talking about the nine millimeter gun
Pick up the gat and scratch the serial numbers off
No fingerprints, surgical ones are my gloves of choice
All of these other cop killers be thinking guns are toys
And when these cats get caught, they snitch on all they boys
I kill a cop on a solo mission, without a pair of gloves
Shot him in the face with a stolen biscuit
Then wiped my fingerprints off real careful
If you don't think you ready yet dog, just let the song prepare you
Awwwwwwwwwwwwww shit!
Eat it out, eat it out, no doubt, no doubt
Check it out, yo
The year 2000 begins a new age for the cop killers
Know what I'm saying?
The saga of the ILL BILL continues
The flavor's Non Phixion y'all
Get with it, check it out, check it out
[Verse 1: ILL BILL]
Check out this new ILL BILL gimmick that's splendid
Since you're down with other shit let's see if you're down with this
It's about strictly trying to kill a cop
Once you get the hang of it
After you blast one, you steal his Glock
First of all you need a fat bag of dust plus the biscuit
Any local store sells the shit, friend
Purchase a milli, not that bitch Millie Jackson, silly stunt
I'm talking about the nine millimeter gun
Pick up the gat and scratch the serial numbers off
No fingerprints, surgical ones are my gloves of choice
All of these other cop killers be thinking guns are toys
And when these cats get caught, they snitch on all they boys
I kill a cop on a solo mission, without a pair of gloves
Shot him in the face with a stolen biscuit
Then wiped my fingerprints off real careful
If you don't think you ready yet dog, just let the song prepare you
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