root of all evil but I can't tell You know what I mean? Pesos, Francs, Yens Cowrie Shells, Dollar bills or is it the mind state that's ill? Creating
been putting out cross that wick like she's a specialized pro this shit is getting steep im getting ill ready to kill the only thing i can inherit is an overdue bill
Before I even met my niggas E-Swift and Tash Before I ever had a shadow of a mustache It's the ill loop digga nigga leavin' lyric lash like a whiplash For y'all niggas is only
chorus) oh yes, i love her like Pussy money weed (verse 2) Oh yes i love her like a alter, ill see you at the alter mrs. carter, ill see you with my
right, lot of cats wonder how Everytime I diss that label I get fined a hundred-thou Jus for tellin y'all I get fined a hundred-thou Heh them cats are ill, 5 times
say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell YouknowhatImean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills Or is it the mindstate that's ill?
cold Krayzie's tecs are blazin' at ya Aimed exactly atcha, gotcha Shots will drop ya, fade ya propa Rock the spot and make ya holla "Dolla bill y'all"
, Ill Bill, Tell them what the fuck it is! It?s a spectacular terrorist event Nuclear medicinemen smacking God with the six-finger Devil?s hand Blood money?s the only
tell you all that I aint no joke Ashes get smoked all will get choked You start to get get poked with a rusty blade I'm the one and only killer known
Gal! Will ya come slap dem up When we come in all de dance 'nuff D.J.'s shut up, woy! Ill Will, slap dem up Verse ~~~~~ [Ill Will] MC's get ate,
interview, your bad-ass kids a curfew and skip that "Bills Bills" shit broads is goin through I know this prostitute who said that life ain't cute Child born with a destiny only
(feat. Ill Bill) [Verse 1] Killing snakes that sidewind Tripping on Jakes & Drive-Bys Walk around high Sniffing a Thai eighth and five lines Five nines
your family is getting ill Tell me it isn't so, tell me it isn't real In the mist of all the drama, you take a lil' time to kneel To deal you take a pill
wants to chill, ill And bill, now what the fuck is the deal You need a nigga like me to get the shit going 187um has got the ultimate flowing Now it's time
fake or real Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside from my rap meal And left me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no will So mama should I kill a man like