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Ill Bill The Early Years Rare Demos 91 94

: I love everything about money You can be a millionaire and never pay taxes Rust, I got to bust to my destination I woke up late time from other transportations

sweater Mr. Woody Harrilson couldn't do no better I'm Natural Born to the motherfuckin' letter For pleasure, I dig out your brain like treasure Take your blood pressure, examine, measure Discover, twenty years

: I be getting backrubs in backrooms of S&M clubs I'm on drugs, during sex I use anal beads and butt plugs I'm holding hookers dooty holes hostage I

sick bastard 2000 maniacs call me master And they obey everything I say, no question Suicide, plus more confession maintain aggression Mr. Ill Bill brings

I love everything about money You can be a millionaire and never pay taxes Rust, I got to bust to my destination I woke up late time from other transportations

Hillfiger sweater Mr. Woody Harrilson couldn't do no better I'm Natural Born to the motherfuckin' letter For pleasure, I dig out your brain like treasure Take your blood pressure, examine, measure Discover, twenty years

[Ill Bill] I'm coming out from inside the walls like asbestos A ghost disappearing and reappearing when least most expected I yank kids on there own