Chasing The Dragon - Ill Bill

Stronger than morphine

Crazier than crack cocaine

Heavier than heroin dancing in your veins

Chasing The Dragon

Dancing on your grave

Lace you with bangers

Necro and ILL motherfucking Bill

Lace you with madness

The Satanic Mephisto rap

Aristocrat of butchery

Malevolent monarch of murder just kicking back

Lounging, the four-pound packing scoundrel

Gore hound clapping your counsel

Wrapping you up, surround your grill with bandages

Strapping you up, tie you up, deny you of freedom

Mummify you of credence

The majestic dressed sick black gear baggy

Pessimistic blessed it, react with fear when you see the Maggy

Brutality part 1 mentality, arsenic

Lyrical sarcophagus like Metallica with Cliff

Black Mass Lucifer acid casket, back draft flame rap

Hit the crack pipe glass, blast it

An alien from another dimension

Experiencing tension with very serious blood drenching henchman

Mysterious, mystical, magical, miraculous

Some furious typical animals attack you for your shit

A murderous brain, the mind of a surgeon turned insane

We swoop down like vultures or birds of prey

Burn your veins, like heroin, my words are grey

They call me ILL cause I’m sicker than the germs in AIDS

Young Vader, if my gun ain’t it your mouth, keep it shut, hater

Take it down a notch, homie, be a thug later

Not here, take it elsewhere

They’ll find your legs and arms in a month

They’ll find your head next year

A masterpiece, cop-killer, blast police

Laughing at an NYPD catastrophe

Lift you off your fucking feet like a tractor beam

I’m selling rap to teens like crack to fiends

Only after you lose everything

Is when you’re free to do anything that you want

And I’m a take it in blood

I’ll feed you a feast of middle fingers and fuck you’s

Fuck off, faggot, put my foot in your face, follow through

You’ll catch a belligerent bludgeoning

By the metaphysical technician of execution

We’ll cut your spleen

Surgically cutting your brain purposely

Nervously, lobotomy, fucking insane circuitry

Hip-hop autopsy rap

Cadaverous, the maverick of gun popping

I’m on a not having it kick

Entrepreneur gore rep it

Tepic like a septic schizo

I’m a sicko technically perfected

It’s type hard trying a blow up in the NYC

I won’t stop until Jordan’s rocking ILL Bills on his feet

The first fifteen minutes a Saving Private Ryan

How I fire iron

Run up on you shooting and start a riot

I’m like John Leslie in his prime, emptying nines

Felony crimes are designed by the deadliest minds

A powerful weapon

My words sharp enough to leave audiences of thousands headless

Murder from out the mouth of legends