"SCRILL BILL" lyrics
(feat. DJ J-Scrilla)
And in some
There have been a lotta theories about high ranking people in this world, being involved withco-conspirators...
Jeffrey Epstein was CIA
Yeah they killed Bob Marley
They killed Freddy Hampton, Ahmaud Arbery
Styrofoam head inside a closed casket
Gold coins where his eyes were
Left behind for the boat master (HIPPIE!)
Nobody saw his tuxedo
Picture next to his coffin like a young Chuck Zito
Life is cheap, we compensate with expensive taste
Hell Awaits at the end of days with extended blades
Hit with street sweepers, die, swept away
Flying metal blades evidently settle things
They hit Louis Tuzzio, they don't give a shit who he know
BONG! Ran up in his crib and let the UZI go
Kill one of mine kill two with yours
BING BONG, ring the doorbell, shoot you through the door
Royalty and respect, loyalty and death
We took a oath amongst men till our dying breath
Make it worth sixteen bars, hot chorus
Run in your crib and pop smoke, Clockwork Orange
You know them haters though
Pull up make the Dracos blow
Make the place where your face was into a gaping, whoa!
When the lights go dim, fire start to flicker
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
When the lights go dim, fire start to flicker
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
There have been a lotta theories about high ranking people in this world, being involved withco-conspirators...
Jeffrey Epstein was CIA
Yeah they killed Bob Marley
They killed Freddy Hampton, Ahmaud Arbery
Styrofoam head inside a closed casket
Gold coins where his eyes were
Left behind for the boat master (HIPPIE!)
Nobody saw his tuxedo
Picture next to his coffin like a young Chuck Zito
Life is cheap, we compensate with expensive taste
Hell Awaits at the end of days with extended blades
Hit with street sweepers, die, swept away
Flying metal blades evidently settle things
They hit Louis Tuzzio, they don't give a shit who he know
BONG! Ran up in his crib and let the UZI go
Kill one of mine kill two with yours
BING BONG, ring the doorbell, shoot you through the door
Royalty and respect, loyalty and death
We took a oath amongst men till our dying breath
Make it worth sixteen bars, hot chorus
Run in your crib and pop smoke, Clockwork Orange
You know them haters though
Pull up make the Dracos blow
Make the place where your face was into a gaping, whoa!
When the lights go dim, fire start to flicker
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
When the lights go dim, fire start to flicker
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
Last bullet in my gun, last shot of liquor
