Ill Bill TV

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[Verse 1:]
 I spoke to Osama's cousin, he said that Jeb Bush was waiting with the helicopter
 Blooded out, the Crips got Barry O with the teleprompter
 Warlords argue over who brew the better vodka
 Death is constant, value of life's less than nonsense
 Process this information from me
 Suckered through the barcode implanted in your face for free
 You just a broken arrow homie, I'm a mushroom cloud
 A walking suitcase nuke with a fuck you smile
 Coked out hoes, sold out shows in Poland
 Polo P-wings and Stadium hoodies, it's an explosion of the skull and guns, mafia meetings
 FIB tags on Belt Parkway graffiti, the top of your fades bleeding
 What you reaching for? Get your fucking hand out your pocket
 And tell your man to stop acting so proper shooting the moshpit
 Pay attention, big brother is watching
 Matter of fact, so of all y'all, 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 on the scene, shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
 This is I'll Bill TV, goons on the scene, shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
 This is I'll Bill TV, goons on the scene, shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
 This is-this is-this is
 [Verse 2:]
 I watched the Twin Towers evaporate, obliterate, incinerate
 I watch this big titty bitch dictate, I spit hate
 I spit love, I spit drugs, I innovate
 I make digital transistors integrate the eagle, the owl, and the octopus
 Secrets that worth dying for, civilization debatable like existence of dinosaurs
 Final war, witnesses to Jehovah spy on your door
 Viral war, pyramid occupied by the eye of the storm
 Campus rampage, suicide high school
 Typhoon of firebombs, tsunami of firearms
 A monsoon of multinational corporate chirons and icons
 My logo might as well be a planet strangled by pythons
 Or better yet a skull with double guns
 Motherfucker run, left the undercover, drugged him with the needle from my brother Muggs
 We make the music that your mother loves
 Now she's glued to the screen too, it's kinda bugged
 [Chorus]

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Duration
02:28
Key
7
Tempo
95 BPM

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