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Ill Bill - La Coka Starsky and Hutch lyrics
Ill bill be the personification of modern day violence and hatred The combination of science and nature designed to degrade you or make you into something capable of surviving the holocaust Machinery bitches and weed be our power sauce Blue and red rags green money bags black bitches with pink pussies Colorful things the hunger of kings They despise all in the kingdom yaal leave em murdered over oil wells and sellin cracks in the wrong buildings This is gangster music coozin?? gangbangers with uzi's Pimpin, penthouse pussy programmin they coochies catch me in the back of the tour bus damaging groupies rock bitches, the only rap music they bang is the Foogies I be deadly like coke and speed heavily smokin weed uncle Howie screamin rest in peace, ODB we southpaw, hit you hard with hammers Big Left ill rock records for all these faggits Chorus Ill Bill Big Left (repeat) Give me a bomb ass chick, I fuckin dig out her organs Big Left and Ill Bill, and I aint talking about Baldwin The broads at kenarsy(Sp?) Starsky and Hutch Quick to ride on you fucks without touching the clutch Listen, I run a train on a bitch with no intermission my intuition tells me I need me some intervention fuck that I drink till my liver pops smoke a stoge, drunk driving hoping I end up on cops In a giant jaws broadsin?? Slick with a death wish 44 death kiss like fuck it just let the lead spit A bad motherfucker, white motherfucker quick to fight motherfucker, its take your life motherfucker Live on the block where the pistols pop and the missles drop corner store slingin weed out on crops, got the lead out the box stickin chickens like cops collaberate Uncle Howie 05 at the top Chorus |
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