| Howie: It’s good, it’s good, making some money illegally, you know, like always
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| Bill: Illegally?
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| Howie: Always
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| This is target practice
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| Guerilla warfare black market tactics
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| Biblical secret scrolls hidden in the federal building
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| Uncover the mystery with meddling children
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| Devilish villains, a violation, entire nations rise, tides are changing
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| Annihilation of the sky when my mind is racing
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| I place a cruise of calm in the white station
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| Vibrations through my arm when the nine’s blazing
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| It’s mine’s for the taking, I point the snub nose
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| Pull out the bamboo, homie, and get your drugs rolled
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| The bundle of dimes hit the corner with the stash
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| I’m in front of the line like the shortest in the class
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| Get the torture goons with caps, crews attack with the Uzi clap
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| Swiss-cheese you up, make you do a foolish dance
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| My nine will make you lambada, my pistol make you do the limbo
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| My Mac-11 make you do the windmill
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| It’s simple, I’m with Slippin' Jimmy scheming on the cash
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| Wear a mask made for skiing demons armed with gats
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| Wanna cosplay and slay with the steel?
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| I’m a real Rocksteady against the Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D
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| Satan is real, Lucifer’s a shooter, put a bullet in your Buddha
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| Kill your idol with the Ruger and a little humor
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| Get a hollow but creep stealthily, away to Cuba
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| Drink a bottle of chemotherapy and spit a tumor
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| Spread a rumor about a terrorist organization
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| Beheading consumers with the president’s authorization
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| Sleeper cells kept in a basement deep as hell
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| Trigger the hammer, smack the primer and heat the shell
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| Enter the dragon, splash the face and take a seat to chill
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| You could throw away the motherfucking key, keep the bail
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| Keep my confiscated cocaine, read my mail
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| Sell my story to Martin Scorsese and grieve my tale |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spumoni Gardens , by - Ill Bill. Song from the album Septagram, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп