Released: December 1, 2003
Songwriter: ILL BILL
Producer: DJ Premier
You don't like Ill Bill you can s** my dick
You don't like Non Phixion you can s** my dick
You don't like my dawg Pro you can s** my dick
You don't like Necro you can s** my dick
You don't like Beat Down you can s** my dick
You don't like Uncle Howie you can s** my dick
You don't like J Grand you can s** my dick
S** my dick
B**h, you can s** my dick!
Verse 1:
I keeps it gully, peep the skully
I pump you, I throw a hole through your whole sh**
I leave you looking like a blood transfusion gone bad
With no dick, you a hoe, b**h
The only thing you know is you don't know sh**
And that's a good thing, peep the heat the hood bring
I be in Brooklyn and e'rybody know my crew sling
'nough d**, we 'nough thugs with 'nough guns
The only thing you faggot cats pull out is butt plugs
I got this coke-head lesbian b**h that blow head
That will shoot you in the dick point blank range then jet
The gangster of love, grimy like Sanford and Sons
Verse 2:
My magnum's a drug
Splatter you then dance in your blood
I bust repeatedly
I always knew that God hated me, created me
Threw me on a planet that's afraid of me
My date of birth will be the day the earth learn to hate love
At fourteen is when I first heard Reign in Blood
At fifteen is when I first start to play with guns
At seventeen I ate my first blunt laced with dust
At twenty-one I shot Reagan and made the paper son
My life is Non Phixion, s**, d** and laser guns
Love junkie drug producer, I f**ed Medusa plus her two sisters
My clique is murderous, your crew's b**hes
Confused victims walk around wounded and oozing liquids
Shoot you then threw the biscuit
In the dumpster, flew to Kingston
I f**ed Halle Berry in the bathroom during the Grammy's
Then ate Roumanian steak at Sammy's
We rhyme like we never got paid yet, I face debts smiling
I die in a shootout with eight vets
Mr. Ill Bill a**a**inate character witnesses in courtrooms
In front of the judge and jury and their kids
I'm like the side of the Force that the righteous man walks
With a big pistol cocked the f** back when I talk
MOTHERFUCKERS!
You don't like Non Phixion you can s** my dick
You don't like my dawg Pro you can s** my dick
You don't like Necro you can s** my dick
You don't like Beat Down you can s** my dick
You don't like Uncle Howie you can s** my dick
You don't like J Grand you can s** my dick
S** my dick
B**h, you can s** my dick!
Verse 1:
I keeps it gully, peep the skully
I pump you, I throw a hole through your whole sh**
I leave you looking like a blood transfusion gone bad
With no dick, you a hoe, b**h
The only thing you know is you don't know sh**
And that's a good thing, peep the heat the hood bring
I be in Brooklyn and e'rybody know my crew sling
'nough d**, we 'nough thugs with 'nough guns
The only thing you faggot cats pull out is butt plugs
I got this coke-head lesbian b**h that blow head
That will shoot you in the dick point blank range then jet
The gangster of love, grimy like Sanford and Sons
Verse 2:
My magnum's a drug
Splatter you then dance in your blood
I bust repeatedly
I always knew that God hated me, created me
Threw me on a planet that's afraid of me
My date of birth will be the day the earth learn to hate love
At fourteen is when I first heard Reign in Blood
At fifteen is when I first start to play with guns
At seventeen I ate my first blunt laced with dust
At twenty-one I shot Reagan and made the paper son
My life is Non Phixion, s**, d** and laser guns
Love junkie drug producer, I f**ed Medusa plus her two sisters
My clique is murderous, your crew's b**hes
Confused victims walk around wounded and oozing liquids
Shoot you then threw the biscuit
In the dumpster, flew to Kingston
I f**ed Halle Berry in the bathroom during the Grammy's
Then ate Roumanian steak at Sammy's
We rhyme like we never got paid yet, I face debts smiling
I die in a shootout with eight vets
Mr. Ill Bill a**a**inate character witnesses in courtrooms
In front of the judge and jury and their kids
I'm like the side of the Force that the righteous man walks
With a big pistol cocked the f** back when I talk
MOTHERFUCKERS!
From the album
- Howie Made Me Do It (2003)