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Текст песни Ill Bill - Run for Your Life `94

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[Ill Bill]I`m coming out from inside the walls like asbestosA ghost disappearing and reappearing when least most expectedI yank kids on there own bloods when the monsterI`m a monster, responsible for missing camp counsellorsI`m analyzing bio-rhythms, leaving my victims with incisionsMy sensory sees catastrophic visionsOver the image of Jehovah I burn sulphurIn retrospect I infect your innards just like an ulcerThen I twist facial be just like Rocky Dennis, when I menaceIt`s horrendous, my bloody appetite`s tremendousEnormous, watch the metamorphosis, stickin` snitches through orificesRemorseless on my thoughts, when I catch a corpseI navel in the arts that are not permittedLeaving carcasses after carcass, maggots within regardlessI`m a psychopathologist, pathologically I`d existInfamous, run with the twist[Chorus: repeat 16X]Run for your life[Ill Bill]Reports provided by department of forensicsReveal nothing but innocent of murder on this premisesThe only evidence being the bodyNo fingerprints or murder weapons locatedBut still they follow meConstantly I`m under surveillanceNumerous, federal agencies provide the whole policestep interferenceSo now there`s all types of pigs bleeding haemoglobinsLeft in my tees are frozen solid from the head to the toes andPieces of people I take and then I reanimateBeyond the gates I can see the bloody face of Sharon TateI make you submit when I dominateNothing you could ever do to restrain my campaign of hateI measure my pleasure by the amount of painI inflict you in your torture, officer I make you sufferSo listenI`m giving you five minutes to fleeHere`s a butcher knifeMotherfucker, run for your life![Chorus][Ill Bill]I vaccinate sockets with lip bloods, like if I was to flip onceI snag a body bag them dirty fucking cuntsShooting chemicals directly into my jugular - look aroundShits getting uglier and uglierSpinning` within my hyper-barrack chamberNothing short of a bloody rusty razorfingerprint that could stop my behaviourGenerally, and federallyEtcetera, etcetera, shooting Storm Troopers like dead eraI emphasize like emphysemaEvery word I speak creeps up in your bloodstream like LeukaemiaI instigate mutilationUnder federal investigation escaping police stationsTaking all types of narcotics made to enhance my opticsI`m lacking consciousness when I pump acid tripsAnd want to kill the pigs (mumbling)I`m lacking consciousness to let the razor rip open my wrist[Chorus]

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