License to ILL ILL BILL

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[Intro]

Get your ass up and let's get ill, ill, ill!
A complete menace to society...

[Verse 1]

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