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Text: Ill Bill. I'm A Goon.

[Verse 1]

I hold my pistol like the bible, turn a page to a verse of vengeance
Volcanoes of violence erupt in the words of each sentence
Here?s a toast to the death of my enemies
My energy?s similar to the Devil?s, G
My treachery stretch for centuries
Menacing venomously, make you hemorrhage tremendously
My fives senses suspended in weed and Hennessy
You bleed endlessly, my greed gets me everything
Pussy, cars, anything, the means to fulfill any dream
I?m a fiend for the better things
La Coka Nostra, my team be veterans
Uncle Howie get the cream, who?s better
Forever rich, lock me up and throw away the key
I?ll still never snitch

[Chorus x 2]

I?m a goon
Wild style goons in the room
I?m a goon with the golden six-shooter and a mullet
I?m a goon
We the ones that they write movies about
Uncle Howie goons take over

[Verse 2]

I make the moshpit spin like the Anthrax Indians video
Here we go, cross streams, Slipknot and Willie Bobo
So dope, cause relapses and overdoses
Explosive like stone tablets in the hands of Moses
The most focused on global implosion
Bill burn the truth into your eyes, leave the both of them smoking
Smile for the barrel, swallow the Magnum
Laughing in your face while the back of your head is vomiting fragments
You can?t kill Bill, that was a movie, you can?t move me
Bitch stand ? of an Uzi or AK-47?s
I?m already dead, it?s Ill Bill, the 2011 Mellie Mell
Motherfucker, what?s really real? Really ill
Run up on you, hit you with Israeli steel
Yeah we really will
Through windshields, windpipes, and car seats
You die on the Belt Parkway next to Canarsie

[Chorus x 2]

[Verse 3]

I?m a goon in a world of atheists and religious fanatics
Pimps, whores, drug dealers, drug addicts
Rock stars, rappers, actors, other characters
Star fuckers and cocksuckers and million dollar savages
Negotiate with blowtorches to faces
Vacation to Golden Nugget, make a fortune in Vegas
I?m the greatest, perfect methods of execution
Painless, popping the E of the stainless
Leaving geniuses brainless
Leaving the general population shocked and horrified
Fucking with me, you might as well have been born to die
My values are loyalty, truth, respect, and honour
My family?s royalty, my life is an endless drama
My art is death and I?m about to paint masterpieces
Catastrophes, shattered dreams, amputees
Forgiveness is between you and God, i just arranged the meeting
I just arranged the firing squad, just arranged the bleeding

[Chorus x 2]


(Thanks to Antonio Martins for these lyrics)