[Hook]x2
A bullet never lies, it always tells the truth
My words are gunshots that influence the youth
Assassinate presidents like John Wilkes Booth
Put the message in the barrel of your gun then...
[Verse 1: ILL Bill]
Fuck the Source, fuck XXL, fuck any media machine
Or magazine that front on my team
Word to my comrades in the struggle
Peace to HHC for putting me and Necro on their cover
Your favorite rappers are Non Phixion fans
Your wifey is an ILL Bill groupie with my dick in her hand
United and dead-set, these young hoes wanna fuck me
Excited like rednecks at gun shows in Kentucky
I rocked soccer stadiums in Bogota
Saw ten-thousand Colombians screaming, "Non Phixion, God!"
Don't be confused, this ain't that bullshit you listen to
We that shit that your bitch finger her pussy to
Pound that Moog organ, chemical warfare
Songs for hardcore goons, the rest of y'all scared
It's that radioactive green chronic in the blunt music
Brooklyn homie, run up and pop you with a gun music
Break it down for the blind, the brainwashed
Religious politicians and thugs pray to the same God
Bloods and Crips, Democrats, Republicans
Red and blue states to represent the sets they're running with
Other gangs play the game too
A blood named George Bush and his team smoked the entire Hussein crew
Classic example of former friends turned to rivals
Words of the Bible inspires murder, turn to survival
Die for your set, bang for Muhammad and Jesus
A shitty public school system and a car that's decent
I'm an American, I need a blowjob and a pizza
So I'll overthrow you for oil, MasterCards and Visas
A bullet never lies, it always tells the truth
My words are gunshots that influence the youth
Assassinate presidents like John Wilkes Booth
Put the message in the barrel of your gun then...
[Verse 1: ILL Bill]
Fuck the Source, fuck XXL, fuck any media machine
Or magazine that front on my team
Word to my comrades in the struggle
Peace to HHC for putting me and Necro on their cover
Your favorite rappers are Non Phixion fans
Your wifey is an ILL Bill groupie with my dick in her hand
United and dead-set, these young hoes wanna fuck me
Excited like rednecks at gun shows in Kentucky
I rocked soccer stadiums in Bogota
Saw ten-thousand Colombians screaming, "Non Phixion, God!"
Don't be confused, this ain't that bullshit you listen to
We that shit that your bitch finger her pussy to
Pound that Moog organ, chemical warfare
Songs for hardcore goons, the rest of y'all scared
It's that radioactive green chronic in the blunt music
Brooklyn homie, run up and pop you with a gun music
Break it down for the blind, the brainwashed
Religious politicians and thugs pray to the same God
Bloods and Crips, Democrats, Republicans
Red and blue states to represent the sets they're running with
Other gangs play the game too
A blood named George Bush and his team smoked the entire Hussein crew
Classic example of former friends turned to rivals
Words of the Bible inspires murder, turn to survival
Die for your set, bang for Muhammad and Jesus
A shitty public school system and a car that's decent
I'm an American, I need a blowjob and a pizza
So I'll overthrow you for oil, MasterCards and Visas
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