Don't drill, but I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
Too sick
Spitting out my teeth til I'm toothless
Covered in mucus, a nuisance, abusive to music
Hoo Doo Buddhist move too allusive
Lucid with music inducing a shroom trip
Magic, cruise through on a broomstick
Burning more juice then a cruise ship
Spit razors while I'm chewing a toothpick
You a stain on the scene
Shoulda been a stain on a sheet
I been hell raising on beats
Shaking my bells raising the streets
It's my time, blatant as can be
I'm with Free Masons free basing
Talking creation
And the state of the free nations
Sending out more waves than a TV station
When I spaz get sicker than a TB patient
See me pacing, hanging in caves like stalactites
Passion like dogs appetites
Never satisfied better have some pride
In the city where the witty will attack your stride
Problems get magnified
So I bounce them signals like satellites
I move megabytes, I'm too heaven like
But I seen hell in the dead of night
Petrified, had some sanity set aside
It's been left to die
So I storm question time demanding answers
Over and over I was handed chances
Threw em away for random cancers
Now I'm in sync like tandem dancers
Don't drill, but I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
Too smooth
Moving with dudes that are too couth
Nineties like Fubu, you Mushu
A self centred dude who, gives up is own to accrue goo
On beats I go cuckoo
Hurts em and I ain't near em like voodoo
Don't care what you do do or don't don't
But I'll try make it til I go broke broke
Aint no joke bloke who want the smoke
You lot are jokes, I'm at the top like the pope
End any endeavour these bed wetters
Come to thinking that their pens better
You're no trend setter, but neither am I
So while you whine I'm trying to get better
In the universe I'm dead centre
Spinning magic tricks like Penn and Teller
Jack be nimble Jack be quick
Truth is Jack can't rap for shit
I'm geed up getting gassed again
Releasing toxic chems from my acumen
Storm ya fortress mere mortals forfeit
Foes get tortured, it's getting distorted and morbid
Guess thats what I've resorted to
Painting a self portrait too
Can't tell if its old or new
Guess thats what I've dissolved into
Could have sworn I was evolving too
At least thats what I was told to do
Can't tell if its old or new
Guess thats what I've dissolved into
Could have sworn I was evolving too
Guess thats what I was told to do
Don't drill, but I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
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Don't drill, but I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
Too sick
Spitting out my teeth til I'm toothless
Covered in mucus, a nuisance, abusive to music
Hoo Doo Buddhist move too allusive
Lucid with music inducing a shroom trip
Magic, cruise through on a broomstick
Burning more juice then a cruise ship
Spit razors while I'm chewing a toothpick
You a stain on the scene
Shoulda been a stain on a sheet
I been hell raising on beats
Shaking my bells raising the streets
It's my time, blatant as can be
I'm with Free Masons free basing
Talking creation
And the state of the free nations
Sending out more waves than a TV station
When I spaz get sicker than a TB patient
See me pacing, hanging in caves like stalactites
Passion like dogs appetites
Never satisfied better have some pride
In the city where the witty will attack your stride
Problems get magnified
So I bounce them signals like satellites
I move megabytes, I'm too heaven like
But I seen hell in the dead of night
Petrified, had some sanity set aside
It's been left to die
So I storm question time demanding answers
Over and over I was handed chances
Threw em away for random cancers
Now I'm in sync like tandem dancers
Don't drill, but I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
Too smooth
Moving with dudes that are too couth
Nineties like Fubu, you Mushu
A self centred dude who, gives up is own to accrue goo
On beats I go cuckoo
Hurts em and I ain't near em like voodoo
Don't care what you do do or don't don't
But I'll try make it til I go broke broke
Aint no joke bloke who want the smoke
You lot are jokes, I'm at the top like the pope
End any endeavour these bed wetters
Come to thinking that their pens better
You're no trend setter, but neither am I
So while you whine I'm trying to get better
In the universe I'm dead centre
Spinning magic tricks like Penn and Teller
Jack be nimble Jack be quick
Truth is Jack can't rap for shit
I'm geed up getting gassed again
Releasing toxic chems from my acumen
Storm ya fortress mere mortals forfeit
Foes get tortured, it's getting distorted and morbid
Guess thats what I've resorted to
Painting a self portrait too
Can't tell if its old or new
Guess thats what I've dissolved into
Could have sworn I was evolving too
At least thats what I was told to do
Can't tell if its old or new
Guess thats what I've dissolved into
Could have sworn I was evolving too
Guess thats what I was told to do
Don't drill, but I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
Too sick
Spitting out my teeth til I'm toothless
Covered in mucus, a nuisance, abusive to music
Hoo Doo Buddhist move too allusive
Lucid with music inducing a shroom trip
Magic, cruise through on a broomstick
Burning more juice then a cruise ship
Spit razors while I'm chewing a toothpick
You a stain on the scene
Shoulda been a stain on a sheet
I been hell raising on beats
Shaking my bells raising the streets
It's my time, blatant as can be
I'm with Free Masons free basing
Talking creation
And the state of the free nations
Sending out more waves than a TV station
When I spaz get sicker than a TB patient
See me pacing, hanging in caves like stalactites
Passion like dogs appetites
Never satisfied better have some pride
In the city where the witty will attack your stride
Problems get magnified
So I bounce them signals like satellites
I move megabytes, I'm too heaven like
But I seen hell in the dead of night
Petrified, had some sanity set aside
It's been left to die
So I storm question time demanding answers
Over and over I was handed chances
Threw em away for random cancers
Now I'm in sync like tandem dancers
Don't drill, but I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
Too smooth
Moving with dudes that are too couth
Nineties like Fubu, you Mushu
A self centred dude who, gives up is own to accrue goo
On beats I go cuckoo
Hurts em and I ain't near em like voodoo
Don't care what you do do or don't don't
But I'll try make it til I go broke broke
Aint no joke bloke who want the smoke
You lot are jokes, I'm at the top like the pope
End any endeavour these bed wetters
Come to thinking that their pens better
You're no trend setter, but neither am I
So while you whine I'm trying to get better
In the universe I'm dead centre
Spinning magic tricks like Penn and Teller
Jack be nimble Jack be quick
Truth is Jack can't rap for shit
I'm geed up getting gassed again
Releasing toxic chems from my acumen
Storm ya fortress mere mortals forfeit
Foes get tortured, it's getting distorted and morbid
Guess thats what I've resorted to
Painting a self portrait too
Can't tell if its old or new
Guess thats what I've dissolved into
Could have sworn I was evolving too
At least thats what I was told to do
Can't tell if its old or new
Guess thats what I've dissolved into
Could have sworn I was evolving too
Guess thats what I was told to do
Don't drill, but I kill
Beats, it's a thrill
Me, need a mil
Me, need a chill
Don't drill
But I kill
But I kill
Writer: Tim Delac
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid