.Verse 1 (Ill Bill)
I'm the creep in the mask, snapped of disease from the lab
I chop my enemies in half wit guillotines and laugh
I speak the language of magnums, poppin' off ya top & splatterin' faggots, a fuckin' bloodbath o' madness
Well man I had tantrums wit automatics, pim.
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