Ill Bill - Run For Your Life '94 Lyrics
[Ill Bill]I'm coming out from inside the walls like asbestosA ghost disappearing and reappearing when least most expectedI yank kids on there own bloods when the monsterI'm a monster, responsible for missing camp counsellorsI'm analyzing bio-rhythms, leaving my victims with incisionsMy sensory sees catastrophic visionsOver the image of Jehovah I burn sulphurIn retrospect I infect your innards just like an ulcerThen I twist facial be just like Rocky Dennis, when I menaceIt's horrendous, my bloody appetite's tremendousEnormous, watch the metamorphosis, stickin' snitches through orificesRemorseless on my thoughts, when I catch a corpseI navel in the arts that are not permittedLeaving carcasses after carcass, maggots within regardlessI'm a psychopathologist, pathologically I'd existInfamous, run with the twist[Chorus: repeat 16X]Run for your life[Ill Bill]Reports provided by department of forensicsReveal nothing but innocent of murder on this premisesThe only evidence being the bodyNo fingerprints or murder weapons locatedBut still they follow meConstantly I'm under surveillanceNumerous, federal agencies provide the whole policestep interferenceSo now there's all types of pigs bleeding haemoglobinsLeft in my tees are frozen solid from the head to the toes andPieces of people I take and then I reanimateBeyond the gates I can see the bloody face of Sharon TateI make you submit when I dominateNothing you could ever do to restrain my campaign of hateI measure my pleasure by the amount of painI inflict you in your torture, officer I make you sufferSo listenI'm giving you five minutes to fleeHere's a butcher knifeMother*****er, run for your life![Chorus][Ill Bill]I vaccinate sockets with lip bloods, like if I was to flip onceI snag a body bag them dirty *****ing cuntsShooting chemicals directly into my jugular - look aroundShits getting uglier and uglierSpinning' within my hyper-barrack chamberNothing short of a bloody rusty razorfingerprint that could stop my behaviourGenerally, and federallyEtcetera, etcetera, shooting Storm Troopers like dead eraI emphasize like emphysemaEvery word I speak creeps up in your bloodstream like LeukaemiaI instigate mutilationUnder federal investigation escaping police stationsTaking all types of narcotics made to enhance my opticsI'm lacking consciousness when I pump acid tripsAnd want to kill the pigs (mumbling)I'm lacking consciousness to let the razor rip open my wrist[Chorus]
