Ill bill is the future

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This is Ill Bill kill the police kill the president kill the police kill the police I go from Brooklyn to Baghdad to Little Rock Pistol pop You get fucked up like an airline through a bitches twat...

(verse 1) Ahhhhhh, necro! Yo, the most morbid overdose off it Like cindy crawfords baby comatose in the coffin Im awful, often unlawful Crack you with a softball in your skull Until youve lost all...

(Verse One) The cult leader, the war-monger, armed with four high-powered firearm barometers; I visited Andromeda The human cloner, the donate to my fam organ donor The morbid odor of corpses lowered,...