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I'll Try lyrics

He said that Jeb Bush was
Waiting with the helicopter
Blooded out, the Crips got Barry O
With the teleprompter

Warlords argue over
Who brew the better vodka
Death is constant
Value of life's less than nonsense

Process this information from me
Suckered through the barcode
Implanted in your face for free

You just a broken arrow homie
I'm a mushroom cloud
A walking suitcase nuke
With a fuck you smile

Coked out hoes, sold out shows in Poland
Polo P-wings and Stadium hoodies
It's an explosion of the skull and guns, mafia meetings
FIB tags on Belt Parkway graffiti
The top of your fades bleeding

What you reaching for?
Get your fucking hand out your pocket
And tell your man to stop acting
So proper shooting the moshpit

Pay attention, big brother is watching
Matter of fact, so of all y'all
My Youtube channel is bonkers

This is Ill Bill TV, goons on the scene
Shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
This is, this is, this is Ill Bill, Bill TV, goons on the scene
Shooters supreme, you glued to the screen

This is, this is, this is Ill Bill, Bill TV, goons on the scene
Shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
This is, this is, this is Ill Bill, Bill TV, goons on the scene
Shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
This is, this is, this is

I watched the Twin Towers evaporate
Obliterate, incinerate
I watch this big titty bitch dictate, I spit hate
I spit love, I spit drugs, I innovate

I make digital transistors integrate the eagle
The owl and the octopus
Secrets that worth dying for
Civilization debatable like existence of dinosaurs

Final war, witnesses to Jehovah spy on your door
Viral war, pyramid occupied by the eye of the storm
Campus rampage, suicide high school
Typhoon of firebombs, tsunami of firearms

A monsoon of multinational corporate chirons and icons
My logo might as well be a planet strangled by pythons
Or better yet a skull with double guns

Motherfucker run, left the undercover
Drugged him with the needle from my brother Muggs
We make the music that your mother loves
Now she's glued to the screen too, it's kinda bugged

This is Ill Bill TV, goons on the scene
Shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
This is, this is, this is Ill Bill, Bill TV, goons on the scene
Shooters supreme, you glued to the screen

This is, this is, this is Ill Bill, Bill TV, goons on the scene
Shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
This is, this is, this is Ill Bill, Bill TV, goons on the scene
Shooters supreme, you glued to the screen
This is, this is, this is

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