Ill Bill Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Peep the Zoobaz '94 Lyrics

f/ 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 flavour in your ear,

 I'd rather kick you in your fucking cunt, then rip off your brassiere

 I'm here, Mr. I-double-L- B-I-double-L,

 Puffing on a nick a crack in my jail-cell

 They pay me well for my services

 When I murder kids, I orgasm

 Then I get rid of the evidence

 Left up on the scene of the crime

 I spit maggots out of my mouth when I rhyme

 Bloody, little punk ass, fuddy-duddy

 Let me get your crack-rock and all your money

 Sonny, I'm a fucking sicky

 I'll asphyxiate you then toss you in the lake like Ricki

 Illing like a handy-capped spaz

 Peep the Zoobaz, ripping' out the frame of your ass

 

 Can you dig it? Uhh, Peep the Zoobaz (X 4)

 

 (Goretex)

 My lyrics spread nice over tits like calamine

 Urine into slime when I circumcise your spine

 I swallow Hashish cuz I don't need to grief

 I chew vaginal beef with my Mackey and pull a goatee

 I got a sweet tooth for some DMS leaking

 I'm seeking the bloody tushy of a Puerto Rican

 I'm getting iller than this here Jones when I'm stoned

 I'm banging women with nipples like fucking street cones

 I'll leave NYPD blue, I'll asphyxia you too

 My crew attacks like a pack of crazed Jews

 I'm showing Michaels with the hot rod I'm ready

 My aim is steady, point blank with my vainly machete

 Satanic soldier, mad pages like Janova

 From Brooklyn to Boulder a million jiffs be on my shoulder

 I'm all about gored smack, beer back and crack packs

 Snap jacks and anal tracks, god flesh I'm seeing blaaaaack

 

 Can you dig it? Uhh, Peep the Zoobaz (X 8)