get me where I wanna go now. But I gotta make the money for it and it?s not that easy nowadays. [Chorus] My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine My
me where I wanna go now. But I gotta make the money for it and it?s not that easy nowadays. [Chorus] My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine My
Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brook! [Uncle Murda:] Im Right Here Hov Uncle Murda Feelin' Goodi Hookd Up Wit Jigga Got My Grandma Out Da Hood Roc Is Bac Now
rest in peace You still here though Word up This goes out to you Mary Parker, Loretta Randall Grandfather Bill Runy Manuel, Robert N'Blangio Uncle C, Alicia Elon Giovanni [Guru] To my
in your hand You?re mad as fuck and won?t take it no more Buck shots in the air like you ready for war [Chorus] [Verse 3: Ill Bill] We don?t die,
How many lifetimes have I taken you through in this hour? I trust nobody cause Babylon destroyed my uncle So many lessons I?ve applied to my life that
Here?s a toast to the death of my enemies My energy?s similar to the Devil?s, G My treachery stretch for centuries Menacing venomously, make you hemorrhage tremendously My
the fuckin apartment, they locked me in, I had to go out the fuckin window, it was fuckin' dynamite!" [Ill Bill] Ill Bill lost sanity - lost humanity
my, ups and downs, dealt with cunts and clowns Major label deals ive been fucked around Spent years money dangling in front of my face Instead of blowin the spot, bill
wig Wet you in your living room, Disrespect your kids Spit fire at you, pop pop, cause your body to ooze Bill, anything I spit uncle howie improved There
it pays to stay in it to win it Mike is riffin, think I'm gonna pay my bill still? On your grill you gets a Gasface Refill Ill, I hit and bend, what's
toes while you get wet to my flows I get turned on by the belly piercing Your little ring in your nose Decision makin you chose Smell my cologne, fluctuatin
sweat, tears Go head nigga A whole lot changed since my brother left (I can feel you baby) And since my mother's death (I can feel you baby) But as time past, I could see my
phone's tapped let's pretend you on my lap [Amil] I'm bouncin up and down with my shoulders back Nigga you like that You see you runnin up my bill Mama
i'm on wheels I only know the presidents cause they on bills My name Banks but my uncle ain't Phil Nowadays you get clapped if ya knuckle game ill The
my mind is ferocious I spit for gangstas and baby decks that defy prognosis It's Ill Bill, my reality's my psychosis [Chorus x4] [Goretex] What does that spell? It spells Non Phixion my
