Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song WHAT'S MY DRUG? , by - Ill Bill. Release date: 27.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
WHAT'S MY DRUG? |
| Fuck a fight, I’ll bite off half your ear |
| Travel through the air like a deadly virus and strangle half the year |
| Paralyze the planet while Illuminazi quietly carry out their plan to enslave us |
| despite the panic |
| Up the ante, triple down, get your pistols out |
| Trump-faced Baphomet rockin' Hitler’s crown |
| Conehead hoodie champion sound |
| Bulletproof shooters cruise through with adamantium frowns |
| Sugar-free watermelon jello ketosis, we focused |
| Three toasters underneath th sofa plus the heat I’m holdin' |
| Young Baloff, get your fucking skull sprayd off |
| Then I skate off. |
| you, Fakin' the Funk, word to Main Source |
| The world worship perverted gods, words are charged and bursting sparks like an |
| overturned burning car |
| From the Flossy, call me Young Canarsie, Young Pesci |
| They’ll either kill me or arrest me, that’s my destiny |
| What’s my drug of choice? |
| What have you got? |
| I don’t go broke and I do it a lot |
| What’s my drug of choice? |
| What have you got? |
| I don’t go broke and I do it a lot |
| What’s my drug of choice? |
| I prefer pot |
| I don’t go broke and I do it a lot |
| What’s my drug of choice? |
| What have you got? |
| I don’t go broke and I do it a lot (Oh, check it, yo) |
| Goddammit, top savage, pop magnum at ops |
| And cops' badges, conjuring nonstop madness |
| Truck jewelry, heavy ice, plus plenty Polo |
| Tuck the uzi, «F» me twice like the Fendi logo |
| Only Built for Gucci Linx, snatch diamond rings |
| Clap .9s at pigs, snatch crowns from kings |
| Overthrow the empire, slay emperors |
| Ayatollahs of endless war at a tremendous cost |
| Diamond-Ruby snatcher, booby trapper. |
| uzi clapper |
| Groupies in Gucci sandals yapping, keeping your shooters happy |
| Illmatic luxurious like silk fabric |
| Official pistol pageant, witches' magic, titties hanging |
| Listen, don’t make a fucking jerk out of me |
| I ain’t gettin' fucked like Gribbs, they murked Prodigy |
| They killed Biggie Smalls and Jam Master Jay |
| What the fuck is really going on? |
| Somebody has to pay |
| What if Suge Knight and Diddy were the C.I.A. |
| Killed our favorite rappers, even gave Eazy A.I.D.S |
| Cobra tongue, smoky lung with the smoking gun. |
| canoli blunt |
| Either I’m totally batshit or holy fuck! |
| What’s my drug of choice? |
| What have you got? |
| I don’t go broke and I do it a lot |
| What’s my drug of choice? |
| What have you got? |
| I don’t go broke and I do it a lot |
| What’s my drug of choice? |
| I prefer pot |
| I don’t go broke and I do it a lot |
| What’s my drug of choice? |
| What have you got? |
| I don’t go broke and I do it a lot (Oh, check it, yo) |