Run for Your Life '94 - Ill Bill

I’m coming out from inside the walls like asbestos

A ghost disappearing and reappearing when least most expected

I yank kids on there own bloods when the monster

I’m a monster, responsible for missing camp counsellors

I’m analyzing bio-rhythms, leaving my victims with incisions

My sensory sees catastrophic visions

Over the image of Jehovah I burn sulphur

In retrospect I infect your innards just like an ulcer

Then I twist facial features like Rocky Dennis, when I menace

It’s horrendous, my bloody appetite’s tremendous

Enormous, watch the metamorphosis, stickin' snitches through orifices

Remorseless are my thoughts, when I cut your corpse

I dabble in the arts that are forbidden

Leaving carcasses after carcass, maggots within regardless

I’m a psychopathologist, pathologically I exist

Infamous, but with a twist

Run for your life

Reports provided by department of forensics

Reveal nothing reminiscent murder on these premises

The only evidence being the body

No fingerprints or murder weapons located

But still they follow me

Constantly I’m under surveillance

Numerous, federal agencies provide the whole police their interference

So now there’s all types of pigs bleeding hemoglobin

Left in my place and frozen solid from head to their toes and

Pieces of people I take and then I reanimate

Beyond the gates, I can see the bloody face of Sharon Tate

I make you submit when I dominate

Nothing you could ever do can restrain my campaign of hate

I measure my pleasure by the amount of pain

I inflict during your torture, officer I make you suffer

So listen

I’m giving you five minutes to flee

Here’s a butcher knife

Motherfucker, run for your life!

I vaccinate sockets with lip bloods, like if I was to flip once

I snag a body bag them dirty fucking cunts

Shooting chemicals directly into my jugular — look around

Shits getting uglier and uglier

Spinning' within my hyperbaric chamber

Nothing short of a bloody rusty razor

Fingerprinting could stop my behaviour

Generally, and federally

Etcetera, etcetera, shooting Storm Troopers like dead era

I emphasize like emphysema

Every word I speak creeps up in your bloodstream like Leukemia

I instigate mutilation

Under federal investigation escaping police stations

Taking all types of narcotics made to enhance my optics

Unlocking consciousness when I pop acid trips

And want to kill the pigs (here piggy piggy, here piggy piggy)

Unlocking consciousness to let the razor rip open my wrist