Ill Bill - Peep the Zoobaz '94 lyrics

(Ill Bill) I be getting voodoo round like Greek s** I'm searching for six chicks with sloppy tits hanging off their chests f** kicking flavour in your ear I'd rather kick you in your f**ing c*nt, then rip off your bra**iere I'm here, Mr. I-double-L- B-I-double-L Puffing on a nick a crack in my jail-cell They pay me well for my services When I murder kids, I orgasm Then I get rid of the evidence Left up on the scene of the crime I spit maggots out of my mouth when I rhyme Bloody, little punk a**, fuddy-duddy Let me get your crack-rock and all your money Sonny, I'm a f**ing sicky I'll asphyxiate you then toss you in the lake like Ricki Illing like a handy-capped spaz Peep the Zoobaz, ripping' out the frame of your a** Can you dig it? Uhh, Peep the Zoobaz (X 4) (Goretex) My lyrics spread nice over tits like calamine Urine into slime when I circumcise your spine I swallow Hashish cuz I don't need to grief I chew vaginal beef with my Mackey and pull a goatee I got a sweet tooth for some PMS leaking I'm seeking the bloody tushy of a Puerto Rican I'm getting iller than this here jones when I'm stoned I'm banging women with nipples like f**ing street cones I'll leave NYPD blue, I'll asphyxia you too My crew attacks like a pack of crazed Jews I'm Shawn Michaels with the hot rod I'm ready My aim is steady, point blank with my vainly machete Satanic soldier, mad pages like Janova From Brooklyn to Boulder a million jiffs be on my shoulder I'm all about gored smack, beer back and crack packs Snap jacks and an*l tracks, god flesh I'm seeing blaaaaack Can you dig it? Uhh, Peep the Zoobaz (X 8)