Drug Wars ILL BILL (Ft. D.V. Alias Khryst)

[Verse 1: ILL BILL]
Fuck a fight, I'll bite off half your ear
Travel through the air like a deadly virus and strangle half the year
Paralyze the planet while Illuminazi quietly carry out their plan to enslave us despite the panic
Up the ante, triple down, get your pistols out
Trump-faced Baphomet rockin' Hitler's crown
Conehead hoodie champion sound
Bulletproof shooters cruise through with adamantium frowns
Sugar-free watermelon jello ketosis, we focused
Three toasters underneath the sofa plus the heat I'm holdin'
Young Baloff, get your fucking skull sprayed off
Then I skate off you, Fakin' the Funk, word to Main Source
The world worship perverted gods, words are charged
And bursting sparks like an overturned burning car
From the Flossy, call me Young Canarsie, Young Pesci
They'll either kill me or arrest me, that's my destiny

[Chorus: D.V. Alias Khryst]
What's my drug of choice? What have you got?
I don't go broke and I do it a lot
What's my drug of choice? What have you got?
I don't go broke and I do it a lot
What's my drug of choice? I prefer pot
I don't go broke and I do it a lot
What's my drug of choice? What have you got?
I don't go broke and I do it a lot (Oh, check it, yo)