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letra de bacardi & acid ’94 - ill bill

[chorus]
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”

verse 1 (ill bill)
i got you looking over your shoulder
and a pop off forensicals scientifics obliterate that you smolder
to ashes, my mouth begins releasing nerve gases
i smash this little b-st-rd then i pop acid no doubt
like if you was to ask me be what i’m about
i be like, “banging smack and cooking crack out of my house.”
on a daily basis, we rocking frowns on our faces
toxical traces be like all over these places
like an epidemic, the d-e-p-d of forensics
be purchasing calico clips to blast through your appendix
i’m similar to swiggy (???) in vietnam
when i drop da bomb… all the ren emcees know what’s on
like napalm, i burst upon the scene broooo…
i get (???) than quentin tarantino filmin barbarinoooo…

[bridge]
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”
verse 2 (goretex)
i roll with n-ggas infested with aids
spix, mix, kites, and spades colors changing under my gaze
i’m convinced i’m god just like kavid koresh
i spilt my bag-goose when i get loose to containerize flesh
lsd infested i’m illa’ than liver spots
that ticks the (???) watts punching((???) n-ggas in army cotts
i make the human race bleed
i’m all about p-rno gore and greed
i can pass it to my seed
we die young acid ridden mixed with scurvy
f-ck it i can suck more d-ck like ryan jeremy(?)
department of forensics, purple haze, and cybergenics
i live to get high so baby call the medics!!!

[chorus]
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”
“blasted, buggin’ off bacardi and acid”

verse 3 (gongo boy)
blast
ple blo me bass when i come through when i soon
(???)
i (?) pale
smoked a little (???)
get alex i get tonics when i’m fallased
i grab my (???) sticky things
i get a little aztec
get on a little recording with ol’ dirty b-st-rd
and get drunk as h-ll
get tail with my pals
that’s my dream
cus’ i’m a dope fiend mothaf-ckas’
and see my pains
(???)
f-ck jesus christ
cus’ i’m god n-gga
whatchu’ wanna say?
this my kingdom i rule you!
f-ck (???) rip this when i rule you
f-ck you
my lyrics (???)
and it’s the same (???)
peace to my man cow’d on da hook
i got the pook into my sook
now i’m out kid
ahh sh-t i’m high as h-ll
my razors i got the next fill
ranges my gills
i got my own cup of (???) n-gga
the (???) comin’ through for yooouuuuu

- ill bill

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