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Ill Bill - License to Ill lyrics
I landed on top of the buildin, jumped out and exploding 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 Get your ass up and lets get ill Get your ass up and lets get ill Get your ass up and lets get ill Get your ass up and lets get ill I landed on top of the buildin, jumped out and exploding helicopter Draggin the pilot by his jaw I landed on top of the buildin, jumped out and exploding 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 assasin turncoat, burnin toke it serve coke The worst, loke 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 mine you get your head, bust wit 9's Splattered like 10 pump out of our bathroom floors Blast you whores, the dead mans the last who draws I be the first one to let off Gun slinger with the done figure throw ya head off Gun slinger with the done figure throw ya head off Gun slinger with the done figure throw ya head off Like guillotenes I eat dog Like the phillipeans through leg work I creep dog Like a millipede, it's military 9 millimeter's pop off 9 millimeters that wave to your dome will drop off A hollow tip package, slit cabbage Get your wig handed to the coroner and examine Life is for real, I deal wit the license to Ill Ill It's Ill Bill, wit a rifle and the license to Ill [Chorus] Get your ass up and lets get ill Ill Bill wit a rifle, and the license to Ill I seen the pr |
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