Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Bill Tv

A never lies, it always tells the truth
My words are gunshots influence the youth
Assassinate presidents like John Wilkes
Put the message in the barrel of your gun *bang*

[Verse 1: Ill

Fuck the Source, fuck XXL, fuck any media
Or magazine that my team
to my comrades in the struggle
Peace to HHC for putting me and on their cover
Their rappers are Non Phixion fans
Your wifey is an Ill Bill groupie with my in her hand
United and dead-set, these hoes wanna fuck me
Excited like rednecks at gun in Kentucky
I rocked City
Saw ten thousand screaming, Non Phixion god.
Don't be confused, this ain't that bullshit you to
We that shit your bitch finger her pussy to
? chemical warfare, songs for hardcore
The of y'all scared
It's that radioactive green chronic in the blunt
homie run up and pop you with a gun music
Break it for the blind, the brainwashed
Religious politicians and thugs to the same god
Bloods and Crips, Democrats,
Red and blue states to represent the they're running with
Other gangs the game too
A blood George Bush and his team smoked the entire Hussein crew
Classic of former friends turned to rivals
Words ofinhe bible, murder, turn to survival
Die for your set, bang for and Jesus
A public school system and a car that's decent
I'm an American, I need a and a pizza
So overthrow you for oil, Mastercards, and Visas

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[Verse 2: Ikon the

is a mother fuckin' siege and slaughter, another story of war
A vision of the purity and glory before
I warned you before about Leviathan and
And about the coming of the Messiah shit
About the mark of the beast
About the CIA distributing the in the streets
A savage ? leave your body in a sheet
He from Brooklyn, I'm Philly, we was trapped in the streets
My rap is complete, with everything from and heat
Pay us homage as you're at your enemy's feet
That's why of y'all can feel the god's real pain
And none of y'all never know God's real name
Me and is like the lightning and the thunder
Like in 1985, Iron and his hunger
A triflin' brother, give me the weed and the
So I can chop it up in pieces and distribute the
I know that's some ignorant shit to be saying
But if I was you and you was me you would spit it the same
You viciously maimed, bleeding in a flame
Till your enter in a metaphysical plane