[feat. Sick Jacken, Sean Price & O.C.] [I'll Bill:] We them trouble shooters in bubblegooses hit you with double Rugers Sell me Rugers guns and goon
[Verse 1: I'll Bill] Every Kennedy was assassinated by the Illuminati They should've went to Yankee Stadium for Giuliani Said Halliburton impersonated
Now strapped onto a table being operated on By numerous species of various extraterrestrial feces Transcended beyond existing thesis No anaesthesia screaming, "Please kill
the time! I'm bout to Kill Bill! (Kill Bill!) First thing in the morning! Bout to Kill Bill! (Kill Bill!) I'll Catch him while he yawning! Bout to Kill Bill! (Kill Bill
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kill a cop [x6] Let's all kill a cop, and get locked up, what That's how you kill a cop [x6] Let's all kill a cop, and get locked up [Verse Three] Yeahhhh
Я старалась, ожидала, макияж был по журналу, Только мимо ты проходишь, Дима! Запрещённые приёмы мне давным-давно знакомы, Только, милый, я на всё забила
venues you used to fill And return to the ends where you used to chill I know them putting some punks on over kill Wid some everyday tune, I refuse to
find your seats?" Watch 'em duelin' Doolin-Dalton High or low ,it's all the same Easy money and faithless women You will never kill the pain Go down, Bill
gequalte Luft zu uberlegen, welchem der beiden Manner sie wohl zuerst die Kehle zudrucken sollte Der eine Mann war Bill A. Hemingway, seine Freunde nannten
: Fabolous] You Niggas Are Comical, Who Me I'm Seven Digits Two Commacal On My Mama Fool I'm Getting This Money And That Kill'em They Looking At A Pimp
really MF you gonna run Probably pull you a killie MF Nigga please you wouldn't pop a willie MF You wouldn't raise the heat if you were chilly MF I will kill
Some people be patient I know this ghetto grammar But I'm a street dude normally I just speak rude Martin luther, the martyr, the trooper, hate killed
my deal I said fuck jail I went on tour to Barcelona and Brazil This shit real fuck an appeal D's want my head like that bitch in Kill Bill Sling dope
fantasizin A brother bite the bullet, open fire and I died I wonder why this the way it is, even now Lookin out for these killer kids, cause they wild Bill
law for them, One law for them, One law for them, and another law for us Riots in London, blame Old Bill We've been lucky no ones killed Violence on
your grave.. You a rider right, that ride tonight (come on) Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (come on) Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed