your knees, GET ON YOUR KNEES Gimme that fuckin bag man Gimme that shit you're my fuckin wife man Get the fuck out [I'll Bill:] This bitch started blowin
[Verse 1: I'll Bill] Live at Giants Stadium with Ghostface & Van Halen, Crypress hill & ACDC too Sarah Palin is a Wu-Tang fan, she was chilling with
, my Youtube channel is bonkers [Chorus:] This is I'll Bill TV, goons on the scene, shooters supreme, you glued to the screen This is I'll Bill TV, goons
[Verse 1:] Yo we got a black president, the aliens will be here soon Open up your eyes and your ears, here's the truth Beyond blind faith we don't really
[Verse 1:] Worldwide violence, unified tyrants and suicide pilots Utilize science with the do-or-die mindset Step in the lion's den, Leviathan, Orion
[feat. Sick Jacken, Uncle Howie] [Verse 1:] Coka mythology, murder world, Uncle Howie in the big park The other kids knew the shit that he sparked Crack
[Verse 1:] [I'll Bill:] I'm like a Viking in a submarine, I'm a Spartan with guns and beams Muggs and me is like giving hard drugs to fiends I be the
simple like making cannibalism glamorous Cult symbols hidden inside of movies behind the crucifix Lucifer's influence is evident in numerous Everyday objects, the dollar bill
There's a fixed rate of pay per murder & the assassin Is a expert so you know that he stay with the burner From buying glocks to LSD psych ops Amen Ra
[feat. B-Real, Vinnie Paz] [Verse 1: I'll Bill] Apocalypse, the angel of death, the octopus The two-headed eagle, thirty-third degree Hebrew I speaks
[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
Yo, a close encounter of the fourth kind Alien abductions, suction cups, puncture and fuck Rape, rupture and suck, clusters of pumps Constant transfusions
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
sick bastard 2000 maniacs call me master And they obey everything I say, no question Suicide, plus more confession maintain aggression Mr. Ill Bill brings
I'm getting between your nerves like leprosy Using mental salacity, my treachery trenches over centuries I never meant to be reincarnated Matter of fact
I love everything about money You can be a millionaire and never pay taxes Rust, I got to bust to my destination I woke up late time from other transportations
(feat. Goretex) [Ill Bill] I be getting voodoo round like Greek sex I'm searching for six chicks with sloppy tits hanging off their chests Fuck kicking