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letra de info junkies - non phixion

[intro: ill bill]
the ill bill collective suicide king, my sound’s a hard drug
we god’s thugs, popping off guns, you lost blood
like you lost your head
talking to me is like having your fortune read
by a fourth century sorcerer th-

the ill bill collective suicide king, my sound’s a hard drug
we god’s thugs, popping off guns, you lost blood
like you lost your head
talking to me is like having your fortune read
by a fourth century sorcerer that tortures men!

but then i walk the subway platform with gats drawn
but then i walk the subway platform with gats drawn
but then i walk the subway platform with gats drawn

[verse 1: ill bill]
like a postal worker coming home drunk that just lost his job
that’s what we dealing with in roman times
i never liked school, those f-cking devils always told me lies
and tried to brainwash, but read the value
everybody f-cking hates cops
and if you blasted one you gained props
hyper sh-t, roddy piper sh-t, tiger-striped and sniper sh-t
picture me selling my fly sh-t for five percent
f-ck that! i be on top going for self
twelve-thousand units then another twelve
“i shot reagan” was the joint that sparked the tight chaos
like stray shots that spray cops, break up the séance

qualified by a homicide

[hook]
the information junkies

[verse 2: ill bill]

[verse 3: goretex]

- non phixion

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