Текст песни Ill Bill - License to Ill, слова песни Ill Bill

Текст песни Ill Bill - License to Ill

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I landed on top of the buildin, jumped out and exploding helicopterDraggin the pilot by his jawUsed his body to break the fallHe died on impact, blood splattered his back was brokenBounced wit a slight limp cause my ankle was swollenGet your ass up and lets get illGet your ass up and lets get illGet your ass up and lets get illGet your ass up and lets get illI landed on top of the buildin, jumped out and exploding helicopterDraggin the pilot by his jawI landed on top of the buildin, jumped out and exploding helicopterDraggin the pilot by his jawUsed his body to break the fallHe died on impact, blood splattered his back was brokenBounced wit a slight limp cause my ankle was swollenCia assasin turncoat, burnin toke it serve cokeThe worst, loke the fuck out we burst chromeDouble agent CIA merk both sides, and low rideI`m so high, I can touch the skyFuck wit mine you get your head, bust wit 9`sSplattered like 10 pump out of our bathroom floorsBlast you whores, the dead mans the last who drawsI be the first one to let offGun slinger with the done figure throw ya head offGun slinger with the done figure throw ya head offGun slinger with the done figure throw ya head offLike guillotenes I eat dogLike the phillipeans through leg work I creep dogLike a millipede, it`s military 9 millimeter`s pop off9 millimeters that wave to your dome will drop offA hollow tip package, slit cabbageGet your wig handed to the coroner and examineLife is for real, I deal wit the license to Ill IllIt`s Ill Bill, wit a rifle and the license to Ill[Chorus]Get your ass up and lets get illIll Bill wit a rifle, and the license to IllI seen the president get shot at point blank rangeSlipped thousands of people drinks and made em act strangeHad my gat in a hollowed out book in the last pageSilliowetter and dessert eagle to splash brainsI`m in the fast lane with cats that high-jack planesMurderous wit terrorists they know what cash meansI`m sellin candy to these billion dollor crack feindsDont even ask me what my path beRun up on your family wit a gat blastinTop of the pile, rockin like nigel withalI turn you out like a virgin wit a cock in ya mouthWit a gun to ya head, they find you ina trunk of a benzChopped into thousands of little pieces next to one of your freindsAmerica pimp, my first ho was a married bitchNow I`m pimpen the first ammendment like larry flintA true hustla wit a license to killIt`s Ill Bill, wit a rifle and a license to ill[Chorus] - continues until end

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License to Ill

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