Ill Bill Axe Of Abraxas
[Verse 1: ILL Bill]
My mind's like coke and vodka mixed with post-apocalyptic
Soldiers armed with pistols
You don't want the smoke rollie, mind your business
Hits from the bong, Cypress Hill and the homies there
OG like Steven Seagal with the ponytail
Swords at award shows, warlords at the gun shows
Guns at the drug shows, me at all of the above shows
Whispers of whistling apparitions
Decapitated black cats and pigeons
Now there's rats inside your kitchen
Roaches in your microwave oven, they love it
The way you smother assorted bugs
All up in your bed sheets and covers
Disgusting and mortifying
The thought of dying somersaults across your mind
Then belly flop dives off the slide
For generations of money goons that drink Sunny Doo's (?)
And still have a shootout right here in front of you's
Collect pistols like matching Polo hats
Each one a different color with a matching scope attached
[Hook: Lord Goat]
Blood tsunami, East Coast Mexican, twenty alibis
Camouflaged super surveillance, forever televised
Newest spots, two box murders movin' with two Glocks
Pig Champion from New Lox filled up a shoe box
Gore's head, cape with the arm, I'm up in two spots
Supercoven, (?) with Gino's and tube socks
[Charles Manson sampling]
[Verse 2: Sick Jacken]
I never knew what destiny was
Never thought I'd get close to win every buzz
Now I see what being my own enemy does
Shit he gotta be [?] hit with the slugs
This is real life, I don't give a f..ck about this rap shit
Looking for the truth while I'm swimming in the acid
Never found the answer, but I enjoy the transit
Anything to get out of a world that's made of plastic
I'm out of place 'cause that's what I chose
I see they finally tipped the scale with sheep in designer clothes
I never follow the leader because I'd be walking in circles
Grown men sippin' medicine enslaved by purple
They gangbang the hangman
Colors with the pacman
[?] in my area that hurt the brown and black man
Now the prisons are filled with half of my block
Then blur the line between pussy and cock it's crazy!
[Hook: Lord Goat]
Blood tsunami, East Coast Mexican, twenty alibis
Camouflaged super surveillance, forever televised
Newest spots, two box murders movin' with two Glocks
Pig Champion from New Lox filled up a shoe box
Gore's head, cape with the arm, I'm up in two spots
Supercoven, (?) with Gino's and tube socks
[Charles Manson sampling]