Ill Bill - The Boulevard lyrics

[Verse 1:Slaine] I was sort of sicko I'm psycho slightly insane Stick a nickle bag writing I'm >pipe lightning the flames???< Ditch a motherf**ing cab steal a bike in the rain Wipe it out on the train tracks I ain't right in my brain Put the skull on the >schoolie??< Put the bully in boulevard Smoke koolies with Julie s** me off till I'm fully high Blow a load and wipe it off then give it to Jenny She can s** it soft for me, bust a nut with the semi Any occasion I'm staying for days and the >days in??< Cocaine and liqour and a bunch of caucasians Women who want food stamps and raising Children in project buildings they know my rhymes it's amazing The white trash King of the corner; the block ba*tard Your f**ing hasbeen , you been dead you got blasted I'm still alive I'm making history built Like these b**hes in the media They pissed at me still I blacked out a couple years and ended up in the >flash/flask???< I ain't catch a case I bought that new kicks and whips Got two bank accounts and them sh**s is fat Now i'm the mouse with the cheese, cause i tricked the trap [Verse 2:Blacastan] I'm in the tub stroking b**hes like Fritz the Cat Then a b**h busted and tried to >frisk me black??< Like MCs is jumping outta shoes and socks Crobars >up??< the blocks giving n***as >speednox??< Now you're bleeding leaking on your new outfit Bragging 'bout your new kicks that ain't come out yet You're just a fraud frying up >swine and ???< [Verse 3:Sean Price] The earth maker the earth quaker The Doctor k**ed patient is urging the nurse pager My 5th fire fist motherf**er the 1st blazer Asianic black man a fan of Fantasia