[Verse 1: ILL BILL]
Non Phixion be the real hip-ho, we make you wanna kill cops
Cats hate me, 'cause they know I fingered they girls' twat
They feel helpless, real jealous, we killed Elvis
I Shot Reagan with the help of the Secret Service
Super double agent, shoot your mother with my brother's favorite
12 gauge waving, aiming at your brain
Strange Universe, I'm too famous
Leaving the murder scene blameless, drug entertainment
Thugs that'll blaze with laser guns
Saying what I wrote, they feel what I feel, they see the same picture
We make the biscuit do the talking and became richer
Nobody gets a record deal, you gotta take that shit
Treat the record label like a slut and then rape that bitch
I keep it simple for these stupid cats
Claiming you knew the facts, but in reality, you were trapped
Jesus Christ was a gangsta rapper
They killed him then he came back and made a platinum album
The path I travel's like the dragon shadow
Invisible to CIA camera angles
They got a file on every rap group
They killed the last man who had proof
They're after me for information that I have too
[Chorus: ILL BILL]
I’m paranoid, tell me what the fuck they asked you
You fuck around with me and I might have to blast you
The CIA trying to kill me, we bad news
Get the fuck up out my way when I pass through
I’m paranoid tell me what the fuck they asked you
You fuck around with me and I might have to blast you
The CIA trying to kill me, we bad news
Fuck around with Non Phixion, that’s a bad move
Non Phixion be the real hip-ho, we make you wanna kill cops
Cats hate me, 'cause they know I fingered they girls' twat
They feel helpless, real jealous, we killed Elvis
I Shot Reagan with the help of the Secret Service
Super double agent, shoot your mother with my brother's favorite
12 gauge waving, aiming at your brain
Strange Universe, I'm too famous
Leaving the murder scene blameless, drug entertainment
Thugs that'll blaze with laser guns
Saying what I wrote, they feel what I feel, they see the same picture
We make the biscuit do the talking and became richer
Nobody gets a record deal, you gotta take that shit
Treat the record label like a slut and then rape that bitch
I keep it simple for these stupid cats
Claiming you knew the facts, but in reality, you were trapped
Jesus Christ was a gangsta rapper
They killed him then he came back and made a platinum album
The path I travel's like the dragon shadow
Invisible to CIA camera angles
They got a file on every rap group
They killed the last man who had proof
They're after me for information that I have too
[Chorus: ILL BILL]
I’m paranoid, tell me what the fuck they asked you
You fuck around with me and I might have to blast you
The CIA trying to kill me, we bad news
Get the fuck up out my way when I pass through
I’m paranoid tell me what the fuck they asked you
You fuck around with me and I might have to blast you
The CIA trying to kill me, we bad news
Fuck around with Non Phixion, that’s a bad move
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