It took at least sixty centuries to bring poppy's euphoric effects from the cradle of civilization all the way to the opium pipes in Canton... But within only a few decades, modern science was able to funnel the poppy's impact right into the central nervous system, in one cool blast...
Yo, I catch the bodies, Frank butchered them
Grimy like the snatch, stash crack, plus a hooker's den
It's ILL Bill, don't confuse me with who the fuck is them
I will truly cut off a motherfucker's head
To chop lines and serve drive-bys and sherm
I'm the Heisenberg of rhymin' words
The way I shine up in your eyes it hurts
I'm the type to earn, quite disturbed
Righteous word, y'all should be quiet and learn
Turn unstable molecules to four-fifth bullet holes
Guns spray entire crews, torture and butcher souls
Cuban Link shiney jewels, bunch of grimey goons
Speak to hospital beds, respirators and IV tubes
Thug circles, guns tucked under thermals
Drug murders, puff Urkel, jump hurdles, blood curdles
God help me 'cause I still kill a man, explain how
But won't explain why, stay fly
I don't mind the way chain shine, by the way I spray 9s and take mines
While the fake die
Bullets penetrate minds
Exit the brain and penetrate the next guy
Demonstrate how Death rides
Tell Satan I say hi
