"WBAU 90.3 Wildman Steve & DJ Riz Live Freestyle '93" lyrics
You don't stop when I come and rock the sure shot! On and on, and we got it goin' on...
- So just throw your hands in the air, and wave 'em like you just don't care! Oh yeah it's flavor
-anium...
- My man is amped and he's charged, we got the Goons in the house!
- Necrophiliac, Reverend Goretex, Ill CanniBILL, Captain Carnage...
- Where you from?
- Please hit record! We're from Brooklyn
- It's al-it's already recording, kid
- Nah I want the other people out there, all you peoples listening, hit record, it's all good
- Okay
- Tell us-tell me a little bit somethin'-tell ya blahh tell the PEOPLE out there a little somethin', about yaself so people can know what's y'all all about
- We're straight outta Brooklyn, you know what I'm sayin', we're tryin' to get signed, nobody wants to mess with us, we're too foul
- Word?
- We're hated, but you know what I'm sayin' whatever
- Y'all got a ill style?
- Yeah, it's all good we die young, we die young...
- Alright I'mma let y'all kick it, y'all ready to go freestyle to this beat right here, just keep it clean though!
- Riz got it he's hookin' it up right there, Riz Markie over there chillin'
- Riz Markie...!
- Y'all see Rizzo! Hook it up! Riz Pornstar!
- Oh no y'all pulled this card now y'all chill, that's my man!
- Haha...
- Watch ya mouth man you can't be cursin' the mic is open you know what I'm sayin'?
- I can't really hear it, oh okay...
My flow is vile
Like the cancer in Lyle
The necrophile will drink the bile of pornstar Isis Nile
Kids never know it's me when I cause terror
'Cause I change my face to the grill of Joey Silvera
Necro drinks the ovum of a woman that stinks
I got Tiffany Mynx, chained up in Gucci links
I'll make you eat my defecation that's brown like champagne
You'll get your mamilla pierced like Misty Rain
I'd like to take your rectum and cook it
I'm doing pornos like Bobbitt, but my phallus is far from crooked
The women I kidnap have no choice
All you girls that are listening you can masturbate to my voice
There's no need to fear me
I know you wish you were near me
'Cause you're touching yourself as you hear me!
I'm leaving blood drippin' down Amy Fisher's hips
Necro rips, apart Mary Joe's lips
Necro devours
Your tush for 12 hours, inside tubs and showers
I got the brain of Ed Powers
She shall dance!
Inside the back seats of Galants
I rape dirty debutants from France
Being a pornstar is far from the bummers
I got Suzanne Summers stripping in Randy West Newcomers
Captain Carnage, eat the cartilage!
I don't debate I hate with a passion, I eat women like raisins and through a brick wall I'm cashin'
Your fuckin' life will be flashin' before your life, as you die 'cause I despise wise ass replies
My steak knife go through your wind, I stick you in your abdomen while I'm stabbing ring slabs of fat I dream
Off your ribs up for broad, you get stabbed by a sword and hung by an extension cord
'Cause I kill 'em for the letter pick the musket, I tie 'em up in drapes then I step out I'm like grapes
I look great in my new leather jacket buddy you couldn't have it so take it off 'cause I'm here to tax it
For my own news, I got called out on the news, I put your head on a plaque like a moose
Out the depths I produce my mind to my scratchin', y'all peep your final lesson
Now you learn, I won't let you miss your turn the burn
I'm all won't test to bury, I lick the cherry with my merry men from the Forest
I kill women with toned lips, put four in the 4 clips
I'll wrap you up with mantles then beat you down with paddles, outside book hallows with Carnage at the maidenless battles
And when you enter the center of my pentagram, you'll get soak, you bet we'll clear when bet those legal dead men
Dead women, and dead children I pack this centers killin' on innocent civilians
I beat the Devil's creed before I pull my evil deeds I bleed when they see the Devil in me
I'm kinda by a sinister force, my blades are choppin' good that leave you better than Spaghetti sauce
Goretex, Goretex hit the flex, leavin', go ahead and stab 'em
Aw yeah kid, aw yeah Reverend Goretex blowin' up the spot, I'mma blow up the spot like this!
Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up
Rest in Peace Nicole Brown you're chillin' in the pint box
The blood's red like fox on your body playin' Hopscotch
Chronic drug keeps got my brain iller, home alone puffin' cannabis at six I ate the baby sipper
Salt N Pepa's under my tranced and my final slaves, S&M page, my life is tragic like John Haze
Robally psychotic like Ced Gee, it's Henry Lucas who I be, call me Belushi when I OD
The front is just beginnin' shootin' God smacked with river, I stand and deliver with slime to make you shiver
I'm black belt charms I'll get more iller than a shear, slice you from ear to ear, I'm more porno than Richard Gear
I'm the supplier in rehabs I have the Gift of Gab, to give stomps crabs and pus-filled vaginal scabs
I stand tall, candy samples I ball, I'm Reverend Goretex and all my peeps call me Creepy Crawl
I wait in Heaven with the.357, I put it to God's head then wait for Armageddon
I got more body parts, kid, than Dahmer's kitchen, please hate me, I'll post it to the next mortician!
Word, Ill BILL, check it, word is bond, Ill BILL, uh, programmed to kill! Haaa...!
I be analyzing bio-rhythms, leavin' my victims with incisions, my sensory see 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 of the forbidden, leavin' carcass on top of carcass, maggots within regardless
I am psychahnhhasehhahh... Check it
Reports provided by Department of Forensics, reveal nothing reminiscent of murder on these premises
The only evidence be in the body, no fingerprintssss, or murder weapons located but they follow me
Constantly I'm under surveillance, numerous federal agencies provide local police interference
So now there's mad hemoglobin, left upon my freezer frozen from head down to the toes in
Pieces of people I've taken then I re-animate, beyond the gates, I can see the bloody face of Sharon Tates
I'll make you submit when I dominate, nothing you could ever do to restrain my campaign of hate!
I measure my pleasure by the amount of pain I inflict during your torture Officer I'll make you suffer
They get the gats I rather hit you with the axe, laugh while your skull cracks, the whole coloderm wax...!
Change the beat up, Riz
Change the beat up, Riz
Riz got it
- Change the beats...
Y'all see Rizzo
- Y'all kids is ill! Y'all also... y'all on a whole different kind of vibe. Yo
Necrophiliac and the Goons
- They're illin' up here! Haha!
I had sex with Sarafina
I'll crush your skull with a huge phallus
Like Alex did to the ballerina
But not Natasha, I live next to Danasha
I kill females with male pudendum like Sasha
I know you hate my rhymes of crud
Like Albert Fish I ate Grace Budd, I ejaculate blood
In a pot, your mammary glands I'm stirrin'
I'll have you work up a sweat 'til you're thirsty
Then make you drink my urine
Your flesh, Necro recycles
I do porn like Sean Michaels, Tom Byron and T. T. Boy
I'll bust nuts on Angie Bower
You diss you'll be found dead in the dark alley like Ron Hightower
I'll be killing cock diesel broads from Gold's Gym
As my bloody black member swings like a pendulum
Peace out to all you jailbirds doing bids
I eat decapitated squids I kill kids that sport skids
I'm gonna lick your mama's bloody fetus
I go to the village and kill grunge girls that sport Adidas
I'm eating my dinner on the back of a white slave
I defecate on the whole idea of wack rave
I'm gonna make you eat my crap
If you can't rap I'll strangle you with Rage's bra strap
Necrophiliac pass it to Captain Carnage, Captain Carnage!
Many of your moms get hurt for joy, I roll out with the convoy on Operation: Destroy
In the soil the bodies are deeply squooshed, the trail of organs lead to the ambush
I hold position until you arrive, every hound in the pack known to take the man alive
I'm gifted by the thirst for blood, my thoughts will die a few canned teens it's only worse but yo
I call scrubs at the club with rubber gloves, I remove your guts like shrubs
I'm out like the glams of your glands old thot, I man handle in my nylon tent lit by candles
I watch my brain scrambled, and my balls charred, I shall be oscillated like a retard
And to the penitentiary is where they sendin' me, 'cause I have the identity of Hellbound entity
Take the time to examine and I'll do you in like the famine, through a bow that I throw I guarantee be landin', on your fuckin' grill blood watchin' it spill, are you ready to kill? So down you feel
So get lost before I throw your corpse in the tractor, on a never long is a comin' of a chipped...
I laugh when I hit you up in axe, I blow up the spot with Glocks and flocks to your weak skull
My swingin' sweet gold, I stalk people like a Speagle and like a Beagle
I sense shit, I'll slap you senseless until your balls is covered with blemish! I hope you die!
Oh yeah represent, represent, like this, like this!
It's the hobo sniffin' blow got more steps than Chario, and if you home alone smack the monkey to your stereo
And if you're a horny girl and listenin' to Riz cut, pick up the bent wires and shove 'em up your damn butt!
It's the Reverend, call me God, Satan, Grimace, the Menace, I'm clutchin' more areolas than dentists
You see me on the streets you better Hail Satan, Nightstalker Beelzebub, I'll see you with my knob!
In my stinky tub Alicia Veyas rockin' so what's up, next to a cup of your 40 plus and D-cup
I'm even NYPD Blue, on the sticks you do, kid, my boys attack like a pack of crazed Jews
In Bed-Stuy, Crown Heights and Brighton Beach, I'll be the Blood Sucking Freak shootin' jelly on your cheeks
Like Rocco S (t) iffredi with the hot rod I'm ready, my aim is steady, point blank with my veiny machete
I burn flesh to a crisp, you follow my digits, you'll be attacked by a tribe of African midgets!
I'mma Biggie like Smalls plead do me like ribbons, I'll make ya disappear like the breasts of Robin Givens
I threaten the world by putting M80's in my mouth, to blow a part of my lips then hang 'em like Satan's lips
We die young so I'mma go out blastin', and kill yourself you best believe that I'mma die laughin'!
Ill BILL blow it up!
Word, check it out, yo
I be gettin' backrubs in backrooms of S&M clubs, I'm on drugs, during sex I use anal beads and butt plugs
I'm holdin' hookers' doodie holes hostage, I spend my nights on 42nd Street searchin' for chicks that's into bondage
Torture tactics I practice, tear up your mattress, kidnap an actress, then activate vibrating plastics
My zany antics keep the ladies frantic, and when I sodomize a secretary I'm very romantic
It must be all them evil substances, cigarettes, and black coffee, I'm smokin' crack rock laced with morphine!
I guess you could say I'm a junkie, one sprinkle of coke on my genitalia makes me mad spunky
I like to be a role model, picture me on the screen with a bloody butcher knife and a Bacardi bottle
People would think "what were they thinkin'? ", but then who would've thought that OJ Simpson would turn into Joel Rifkin?
Necrophiliac, Necrophiliac, put the knife in they damn back!
Please don't be nice to me...
I torture rave kids that look like Jon Lovitz
Bend forward kid, and taste your own crevice
I sodomize with Glocks strangle you with socks
Don't you dare ruin my dinner of chopped up female buttocks!
I'm gonna bring
Evil to all species then defecate feces down the throats of he-shes
I murdered Andy Gibb
I got Nina Hartley's decrepit body
Stashed out in John Stagliano's crib
No fib, I'm mad porno like Rocco Siffredi
Give me a machete and you'll be left with a blood soaked titty
Before I eat you I left your corpse settle
I'm into Death Metal
I'm distorted like the distortion pedal
I'm down with Captain Carnage
Ready to eat your cartilage
Reverend Goretex got the hundred round cartridge
For the Calico 950 to rob your pills
And Ill BILL's
Got the krills
Lord black soap got the thick rope to hang the Pope
You can't cope, 'cause there's no hope
ERiz Hustler give me some mersh and bricks
So I can sell the kids in Canarsie some fat nicks
Ming the Merciless, made Connie Chung drink your piss
And send Soon-Yi Prev (in) to Heaven
I be the septic schizo
I'm cutting up your body like the hands of Yussie Rizzo
Gore too, Dennis the Menace and JEZ
Don't kill nobody
Don't kill nobody
Unless you got the shotty
I pass it over to Captain Carnage, Captain Carnage
I keep cash in check 'cause I'mma cook and don't play by the book and lookin' for the dirty looks on the real
Posin' like a zeal, hold 'em still so I can feel 'em up in logs, I beat down chumps for kicks
I swing dicks with the mentally sick, I roll, I stroke my pole, the porno mags and tapes
I kill Graham flakes, get rushed with rope and blades I cut throats I float like a goat
In my town I'm alone I walk the street like a lunatic spook, I kick more butts than a movie, doctors wanna play my flute, when I'm dressed in business suits they think of jupe but they get the boot
I'm spreadin' like an epidemic I wanna slide up in it with tolerate text
I don't play with sex, 'cause I rather play in Russian Roulette, staaand back because I am about to blow up
Show up, my lip, fuckin' lip, fuck and now I pass it to Goretex, lip!
Oh yeah oh yeah, check it out, check it out, check it out
I'm convinced that only hope and peace is the butchery of human beings, I'm hangin' Whoopi with the G-string
I kill strictly by ritual the question I'm the spiritual, heater like Manson on LSD I'm dancin'
Master of Macabre I'm Ralphus with the blowgun get a woman a rub, to all you listeners need embalmed
I'll make your families grieve, a Wildman like Steve, my meat cleave will make you believe then bleed!
I'm killin' six lovely girls for Satan's flesh eaters, my streets in Up North we now be jammin' with the meaters!
Close your eyes and picture all the rugged juice I'm Sammy, if you diss I'll leave you more maggot ribbon than John Candy!
On my wall all you honeys maimed Canarsie fulla Son of Sams, I'm dipped with kit, spooks and jabs
I pit insanity, to Hip-Hop lies and core I'm buckin' the cops, my thoughts spits jewels and wops!
Native gooks with Glocks all locked in detox, peace to Uncle Howie pushin' mad bags of Porsche rocks!
Pass it to I'll CanniBILL represent!
Word, check it out yo
I'm turnin' red blood cells into dead blood cells choosin' microscopic utensils within your entrail
Pushin' the limits of your chromosomes, sittin' on the throne of the human bone sitting, with my cellular phone
I walk alone into pandemonium utilizing plutonium to build a bigger bed of stronger weapon
I sense the presence of great evil, so I can brace and train the rivet of the power source conceivable
Bringing about the beckoning of ending up, setting a crucifier tendin' to your so-called Messiah
Within the fire, I eulogize planetary demise, feeling energized, as another planet, dies!
An update, could never really make me give a damn about anything you care about so why even bother?
The blood I spill could fill the entire New York Harbour, so hang the Holy Father, and light the candelaabraahh!
Word is bond yo, Goons in the house, shout out
- There you have it, right here 90.3 WBAU, controversial to say the least! Y'all on some other stuff, you know, is I'll, hahaha, y'all wanna say anything?
- Yo, Ill BILL I wanna give a shout out to Fatal, I wanna give a shout out to my boy Soap, Black Soap, Black Danny!
- Haha!
- Your son, you know what I'm sayin'? I wanna give a shout out to all you people that pressed record, and you loved the filthyness, all you people that like the DIRT. You love it!
- That's it Riz, that's definitely for you!
- Yo, one more thing, one more thing before I pass it to Goretex, I wanna give a shout out to ERiz Hustler, with all the pounds... I wanna give a shout out to Yussie Rizzo, for cuttin' up the phat beats, you know what I'm sayin'? Riz Markie, like the Dun-Dunkin' Donuts! Chill!
- Yo I wanna give a shout out to Art Neville, DJ Riz, Mack 10, my awesome kid Elijah, Danny Terio, all the Goons, you know what I'm sayin'?
- Danny Terio, hahaha...!
- Wildman Steve, for being fly, for being godly, all the Heads, everybody who smokes crack, Bobbito, Bobbito & Stretch
- Oh shit ahahaha!
- Yussie Rizzo, Marty Mell, Cowboy, all the heads nuff respect!
- So just throw your hands in the air, and wave 'em like you just don't care! Oh yeah it's flavor
-anium...
- My man is amped and he's charged, we got the Goons in the house!
- Necrophiliac, Reverend Goretex, Ill CanniBILL, Captain Carnage...
- Where you from?
- Please hit record! We're from Brooklyn
- It's al-it's already recording, kid
- Nah I want the other people out there, all you peoples listening, hit record, it's all good
- Okay
- Tell us-tell me a little bit somethin'-tell ya blahh tell the PEOPLE out there a little somethin', about yaself so people can know what's y'all all about
- We're straight outta Brooklyn, you know what I'm sayin', we're tryin' to get signed, nobody wants to mess with us, we're too foul
- Word?
- We're hated, but you know what I'm sayin' whatever
- Y'all got a ill style?
- Yeah, it's all good we die young, we die young...
- Alright I'mma let y'all kick it, y'all ready to go freestyle to this beat right here, just keep it clean though!
- Riz got it he's hookin' it up right there, Riz Markie over there chillin'
- Riz Markie...!
- Y'all see Rizzo! Hook it up! Riz Pornstar!
- Oh no y'all pulled this card now y'all chill, that's my man!
- Haha...
- Watch ya mouth man you can't be cursin' the mic is open you know what I'm sayin'?
- I can't really hear it, oh okay...
My flow is vile
Like the cancer in Lyle
The necrophile will drink the bile of pornstar Isis Nile
Kids never know it's me when I cause terror
'Cause I change my face to the grill of Joey Silvera
Necro drinks the ovum of a woman that stinks
I got Tiffany Mynx, chained up in Gucci links
I'll make you eat my defecation that's brown like champagne
You'll get your mamilla pierced like Misty Rain
I'd like to take your rectum and cook it
I'm doing pornos like Bobbitt, but my phallus is far from crooked
The women I kidnap have no choice
All you girls that are listening you can masturbate to my voice
There's no need to fear me
I know you wish you were near me
'Cause you're touching yourself as you hear me!
I'm leaving blood drippin' down Amy Fisher's hips
Necro rips, apart Mary Joe's lips
Necro devours
Your tush for 12 hours, inside tubs and showers
I got the brain of Ed Powers
She shall dance!
Inside the back seats of Galants
I rape dirty debutants from France
Being a pornstar is far from the bummers
I got Suzanne Summers stripping in Randy West Newcomers
Captain Carnage, eat the cartilage!
I don't debate I hate with a passion, I eat women like raisins and through a brick wall I'm cashin'
Your fuckin' life will be flashin' before your life, as you die 'cause I despise wise ass replies
My steak knife go through your wind, I stick you in your abdomen while I'm stabbing ring slabs of fat I dream
Off your ribs up for broad, you get stabbed by a sword and hung by an extension cord
'Cause I kill 'em for the letter pick the musket, I tie 'em up in drapes then I step out I'm like grapes
I look great in my new leather jacket buddy you couldn't have it so take it off 'cause I'm here to tax it
For my own news, I got called out on the news, I put your head on a plaque like a moose
Out the depths I produce my mind to my scratchin', y'all peep your final lesson
Now you learn, I won't let you miss your turn the burn
I'm all won't test to bury, I lick the cherry with my merry men from the Forest
I kill women with toned lips, put four in the 4 clips
I'll wrap you up with mantles then beat you down with paddles, outside book hallows with Carnage at the maidenless battles
And when you enter the center of my pentagram, you'll get soak, you bet we'll clear when bet those legal dead men
Dead women, and dead children I pack this centers killin' on innocent civilians
I beat the Devil's creed before I pull my evil deeds I bleed when they see the Devil in me
I'm kinda by a sinister force, my blades are choppin' good that leave you better than Spaghetti sauce
Goretex, Goretex hit the flex, leavin', go ahead and stab 'em
Aw yeah kid, aw yeah Reverend Goretex blowin' up the spot, I'mma blow up the spot like this!
Blow it up, blow it up, blow it up
Rest in Peace Nicole Brown you're chillin' in the pint box
The blood's red like fox on your body playin' Hopscotch
Chronic drug keeps got my brain iller, home alone puffin' cannabis at six I ate the baby sipper
Salt N Pepa's under my tranced and my final slaves, S&M page, my life is tragic like John Haze
Robally psychotic like Ced Gee, it's Henry Lucas who I be, call me Belushi when I OD
The front is just beginnin' shootin' God smacked with river, I stand and deliver with slime to make you shiver
I'm black belt charms I'll get more iller than a shear, slice you from ear to ear, I'm more porno than Richard Gear
I'm the supplier in rehabs I have the Gift of Gab, to give stomps crabs and pus-filled vaginal scabs
I stand tall, candy samples I ball, I'm Reverend Goretex and all my peeps call me Creepy Crawl
I wait in Heaven with the.357, I put it to God's head then wait for Armageddon
I got more body parts, kid, than Dahmer's kitchen, please hate me, I'll post it to the next mortician!
Word, Ill BILL, check it, word is bond, Ill BILL, uh, programmed to kill! Haaa...!
I be analyzing bio-rhythms, leavin' my victims with incisions, my sensory see 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 of the forbidden, leavin' carcass on top of carcass, maggots within regardless
I am psychahnhhasehhahh... Check it
Reports provided by Department of Forensics, reveal nothing reminiscent of murder on these premises
The only evidence be in the body, no fingerprintssss, or murder weapons located but they follow me
Constantly I'm under surveillance, numerous federal agencies provide local police interference
So now there's mad hemoglobin, left upon my freezer frozen from head down to the toes in
Pieces of people I've taken then I re-animate, beyond the gates, I can see the bloody face of Sharon Tates
I'll make you submit when I dominate, nothing you could ever do to restrain my campaign of hate!
I measure my pleasure by the amount of pain I inflict during your torture Officer I'll make you suffer
They get the gats I rather hit you with the axe, laugh while your skull cracks, the whole coloderm wax...!
Change the beat up, Riz
Change the beat up, Riz
Riz got it
- Change the beats...
Y'all see Rizzo
- Y'all kids is ill! Y'all also... y'all on a whole different kind of vibe. Yo
Necrophiliac and the Goons
- They're illin' up here! Haha!
I had sex with Sarafina
I'll crush your skull with a huge phallus
Like Alex did to the ballerina
But not Natasha, I live next to Danasha
I kill females with male pudendum like Sasha
I know you hate my rhymes of crud
Like Albert Fish I ate Grace Budd, I ejaculate blood
In a pot, your mammary glands I'm stirrin'
I'll have you work up a sweat 'til you're thirsty
Then make you drink my urine
Your flesh, Necro recycles
I do porn like Sean Michaels, Tom Byron and T. T. Boy
I'll bust nuts on Angie Bower
You diss you'll be found dead in the dark alley like Ron Hightower
I'll be killing cock diesel broads from Gold's Gym
As my bloody black member swings like a pendulum
Peace out to all you jailbirds doing bids
I eat decapitated squids I kill kids that sport skids
I'm gonna lick your mama's bloody fetus
I go to the village and kill grunge girls that sport Adidas
I'm eating my dinner on the back of a white slave
I defecate on the whole idea of wack rave
I'm gonna make you eat my crap
If you can't rap I'll strangle you with Rage's bra strap
Necrophiliac pass it to Captain Carnage, Captain Carnage!
Many of your moms get hurt for joy, I roll out with the convoy on Operation: Destroy
In the soil the bodies are deeply squooshed, the trail of organs lead to the ambush
I hold position until you arrive, every hound in the pack known to take the man alive
I'm gifted by the thirst for blood, my thoughts will die a few canned teens it's only worse but yo
I call scrubs at the club with rubber gloves, I remove your guts like shrubs
I'm out like the glams of your glands old thot, I man handle in my nylon tent lit by candles
I watch my brain scrambled, and my balls charred, I shall be oscillated like a retard
And to the penitentiary is where they sendin' me, 'cause I have the identity of Hellbound entity
Take the time to examine and I'll do you in like the famine, through a bow that I throw I guarantee be landin', on your fuckin' grill blood watchin' it spill, are you ready to kill? So down you feel
So get lost before I throw your corpse in the tractor, on a never long is a comin' of a chipped...
I laugh when I hit you up in axe, I blow up the spot with Glocks and flocks to your weak skull
My swingin' sweet gold, I stalk people like a Speagle and like a Beagle
I sense shit, I'll slap you senseless until your balls is covered with blemish! I hope you die!
Oh yeah represent, represent, like this, like this!
It's the hobo sniffin' blow got more steps than Chario, and if you home alone smack the monkey to your stereo
And if you're a horny girl and listenin' to Riz cut, pick up the bent wires and shove 'em up your damn butt!
It's the Reverend, call me God, Satan, Grimace, the Menace, I'm clutchin' more areolas than dentists
You see me on the streets you better Hail Satan, Nightstalker Beelzebub, I'll see you with my knob!
In my stinky tub Alicia Veyas rockin' so what's up, next to a cup of your 40 plus and D-cup
I'm even NYPD Blue, on the sticks you do, kid, my boys attack like a pack of crazed Jews
In Bed-Stuy, Crown Heights and Brighton Beach, I'll be the Blood Sucking Freak shootin' jelly on your cheeks
Like Rocco S (t) iffredi with the hot rod I'm ready, my aim is steady, point blank with my veiny machete
I burn flesh to a crisp, you follow my digits, you'll be attacked by a tribe of African midgets!
I'mma Biggie like Smalls plead do me like ribbons, I'll make ya disappear like the breasts of Robin Givens
I threaten the world by putting M80's in my mouth, to blow a part of my lips then hang 'em like Satan's lips
We die young so I'mma go out blastin', and kill yourself you best believe that I'mma die laughin'!
Ill BILL blow it up!
Word, check it out, yo
I be gettin' backrubs in backrooms of S&M clubs, I'm on drugs, during sex I use anal beads and butt plugs
I'm holdin' hookers' doodie holes hostage, I spend my nights on 42nd Street searchin' for chicks that's into bondage
Torture tactics I practice, tear up your mattress, kidnap an actress, then activate vibrating plastics
My zany antics keep the ladies frantic, and when I sodomize a secretary I'm very romantic
It must be all them evil substances, cigarettes, and black coffee, I'm smokin' crack rock laced with morphine!
I guess you could say I'm a junkie, one sprinkle of coke on my genitalia makes me mad spunky
I like to be a role model, picture me on the screen with a bloody butcher knife and a Bacardi bottle
People would think "what were they thinkin'? ", but then who would've thought that OJ Simpson would turn into Joel Rifkin?
Necrophiliac, Necrophiliac, put the knife in they damn back!
Please don't be nice to me...
I torture rave kids that look like Jon Lovitz
Bend forward kid, and taste your own crevice
I sodomize with Glocks strangle you with socks
Don't you dare ruin my dinner of chopped up female buttocks!
I'm gonna bring
Evil to all species then defecate feces down the throats of he-shes
I murdered Andy Gibb
I got Nina Hartley's decrepit body
Stashed out in John Stagliano's crib
No fib, I'm mad porno like Rocco Siffredi
Give me a machete and you'll be left with a blood soaked titty
Before I eat you I left your corpse settle
I'm into Death Metal
I'm distorted like the distortion pedal
I'm down with Captain Carnage
Ready to eat your cartilage
Reverend Goretex got the hundred round cartridge
For the Calico 950 to rob your pills
And Ill BILL's
Got the krills
Lord black soap got the thick rope to hang the Pope
You can't cope, 'cause there's no hope
ERiz Hustler give me some mersh and bricks
So I can sell the kids in Canarsie some fat nicks
Ming the Merciless, made Connie Chung drink your piss
And send Soon-Yi Prev (in) to Heaven
I be the septic schizo
I'm cutting up your body like the hands of Yussie Rizzo
Gore too, Dennis the Menace and JEZ
Don't kill nobody
Don't kill nobody
Unless you got the shotty
I pass it over to Captain Carnage, Captain Carnage
I keep cash in check 'cause I'mma cook and don't play by the book and lookin' for the dirty looks on the real
Posin' like a zeal, hold 'em still so I can feel 'em up in logs, I beat down chumps for kicks
I swing dicks with the mentally sick, I roll, I stroke my pole, the porno mags and tapes
I kill Graham flakes, get rushed with rope and blades I cut throats I float like a goat
In my town I'm alone I walk the street like a lunatic spook, I kick more butts than a movie, doctors wanna play my flute, when I'm dressed in business suits they think of jupe but they get the boot
I'm spreadin' like an epidemic I wanna slide up in it with tolerate text
I don't play with sex, 'cause I rather play in Russian Roulette, staaand back because I am about to blow up
Show up, my lip, fuckin' lip, fuck and now I pass it to Goretex, lip!
Oh yeah oh yeah, check it out, check it out, check it out
I'm convinced that only hope and peace is the butchery of human beings, I'm hangin' Whoopi with the G-string
I kill strictly by ritual the question I'm the spiritual, heater like Manson on LSD I'm dancin'
Master of Macabre I'm Ralphus with the blowgun get a woman a rub, to all you listeners need embalmed
I'll make your families grieve, a Wildman like Steve, my meat cleave will make you believe then bleed!
I'm killin' six lovely girls for Satan's flesh eaters, my streets in Up North we now be jammin' with the meaters!
Close your eyes and picture all the rugged juice I'm Sammy, if you diss I'll leave you more maggot ribbon than John Candy!
On my wall all you honeys maimed Canarsie fulla Son of Sams, I'm dipped with kit, spooks and jabs
I pit insanity, to Hip-Hop lies and core I'm buckin' the cops, my thoughts spits jewels and wops!
Native gooks with Glocks all locked in detox, peace to Uncle Howie pushin' mad bags of Porsche rocks!
Pass it to I'll CanniBILL represent!
Word, check it out yo
I'm turnin' red blood cells into dead blood cells choosin' microscopic utensils within your entrail
Pushin' the limits of your chromosomes, sittin' on the throne of the human bone sitting, with my cellular phone
I walk alone into pandemonium utilizing plutonium to build a bigger bed of stronger weapon
I sense the presence of great evil, so I can brace and train the rivet of the power source conceivable
Bringing about the beckoning of ending up, setting a crucifier tendin' to your so-called Messiah
Within the fire, I eulogize planetary demise, feeling energized, as another planet, dies!
An update, could never really make me give a damn about anything you care about so why even bother?
The blood I spill could fill the entire New York Harbour, so hang the Holy Father, and light the candelaabraahh!
Word is bond yo, Goons in the house, shout out
- There you have it, right here 90.3 WBAU, controversial to say the least! Y'all on some other stuff, you know, is I'll, hahaha, y'all wanna say anything?
- Yo, Ill BILL I wanna give a shout out to Fatal, I wanna give a shout out to my boy Soap, Black Soap, Black Danny!
- Haha!
- Your son, you know what I'm sayin'? I wanna give a shout out to all you people that pressed record, and you loved the filthyness, all you people that like the DIRT. You love it!
- That's it Riz, that's definitely for you!
- Yo, one more thing, one more thing before I pass it to Goretex, I wanna give a shout out to ERiz Hustler, with all the pounds... I wanna give a shout out to Yussie Rizzo, for cuttin' up the phat beats, you know what I'm sayin'? Riz Markie, like the Dun-Dunkin' Donuts! Chill!
- Yo I wanna give a shout out to Art Neville, DJ Riz, Mack 10, my awesome kid Elijah, Danny Terio, all the Goons, you know what I'm sayin'?
- Danny Terio, hahaha...!
- Wildman Steve, for being fly, for being godly, all the Heads, everybody who smokes crack, Bobbito, Bobbito & Stretch
- Oh shit ahahaha!
- Yussie Rizzo, Marty Mell, Cowboy, all the heads nuff respect!
