AwwwwwwwwwwwwwwWWWWWWWWWWWWWW sh**!
Eat it out, eat it out, no doubt, no doubt
Check it out, yo
The year 2000 begins a new age for the cop k**ers, knowhatI'msayin?
The saga of the Ill Bill continues
The flavor's Non Phixion y'all - get wit it
Check it out, check it out
(Verse One)
Check out this new Ill Bill gimmick that's splendid
Since you're down with other sh** let's see if you're down wit this
It's about strictly tryin to k** a cop
Once you get the hang of it, after you blast one you steal his glock
First of all you need a fat bag of dust plus the biscuit
Any local store sells the sh**, friend
Purchase a milli', not that b**h Millie Jackson silly stunt
I'm talkin about the nine millimeter gun
Pick up the gat, scratch the serial numbers off
No fingerprints, surgical ones are my gloves of choice
All of these other cop k**ers be thinkin guns are toys
And when these cats get caught, they snitch on all they boys
I k** a cop on a solo mission; without a pair of gloves
Shot him in the face with a stolen biscuit
Then wiped my fingerprints off real careful
If you don't think you ready yet dog, just let the song prepare you
That's how you k** a cop (*repeat 6X*)
Let's all k** a cop, and get locked up, what
That's how you k** a cop -- peace to Necro
That's how you k** a cop -- peace to Necro
That's how you k** a cop (*repeat 4X*)
Let's all k** a cop, and get locked up
(Verse Two)
Yeahhhh! The second paragraph, might make you laugh
When a cat try to k** a cop and catch a plunger in the a**
That's when you know you got to take the gun from him
Cause you bout to get snubbed next, and you hyped up, so fu*k runnin
And now the real fun begins son
You k** these ten cops, the best part, you walk away with ten guns
Now you the one that's takin gats from pigs
Imagine one gang, consistin of the Bloods, Crips and Latin Kings
That's when you start to realize what the police is
Government funded gang-bangin thugs; that's what beast is
They say I'm evil, I'm the most righteous
Run up in precincts with a**ault rifles; k** police and throw bibles
Walked out the precinct leavin no survivors
Half his decapitated wig splattered across the precinct driveway
The watts was stuffed up his body, jerk and gyrate
Shoot him ten more times, then I merc off on the highway
That's how you k** a cop (*repeat 6X*)
Let's all k** a cop, and get locked up, what
That's how you k** a cop (*repeat 6X*)
Let's all k** a cop, and get locked up
(Verse Three)
Yeahhhh! Last but not least, Ill Bill like to say peace
To all the cop k**ers, from the Tri-State to the Middle East
And gimme some dust when I kick the bucket
Pistol or no pistol, when high I'm the wrong to be f**ed with
So everybody put they gun up in the air
co*k it back and lick a shot like you just don't care
SO - PUMP UP THE VOLUME!!Screamin out, "f** cops!"
I'm out - peace to my pops, I'm off to the dust spots
Yeah, Ill Bill's in the house
Yeah, Goretex in the house
Yo, peace to my motherf**in fam Non-Phixion
Yo, I'm out
Yo Necro, turn that sh** off, man
TURN THAT fu*kIN sh*t OFF!!