Dope Fiend '94 (исполнитель: Ill Bill)
[Verse 1] Let me get that needle, pass it, When [bad word] to the get high, baby I'm a junky [bad word] The fastest, so I'm a flow exempt me Let me get a dozen bagels and a ??? Now please arrest me, officer, 'Cause I started lookin' in the Nautica Polo, Tommy Hillfiger sweater Mr. Woody Harrilson couldn't do no better I'm Natural Born to the [bad word] letter For pleasure, I dig out your brain like treasure Take your blood pressure, examine, measure Discover, twenty years ago I [bad word] your mother I'm a born junky, I'll never recover [bad word] x2] Let me get that needle, pass it, when [bad word] to bein' the dope fiend, Kid I got's to have it Let me get that needle, pass it, when [bad word] to the get high, Baby I'm a junky [bad word] [Verse 2] I be gettin' voodoo raw like Greek I'm searchin' for six chicks wit' sloppy [bad word] hangin' off their chests [bad word] kickin' flavor in your ear, I'd rather kick you in your [bad word] [bad word] then rip off your brassiere I'm here, Mr. I-double-L-B, A-double-L, puffin' on a nick a crack in my jail-cell They pay me well for my services When I murder kids, I [bad word] Then I get rid of the evidence Left up on the scene of the crime I spit back inside of my mouth when I rhyme Bloody, little punk [bad word] [bad word] dudy Let me get your crack-rock and all your money Sonny, I'm a [bad word] sicky I'm a six-inch it in then toss you in the lake like Ricki Illin' like a handy-capped spaz Peep the soup-bass, rippin' out the frame of your [bad word] [bad word] x2] [Verse 3] Walkin' through the rain, I saw you You were holdin' hands, I'm startin' to feel like Orange Juice Jones I don't really care if you just returned your glasses I'm a take a butcher knife to your sorry asses (?) Stop fantasizing about pizza-pies wit' (?) Body parts n [bad word] get your [bad word] throat slit 'Cause I'm a modern crazy guy, you're all gonna die So why even bother actin' fly on the plane to Chicago Call Hertz rent a rental car Think your crazy 'cause you got a scar Think again, I'll cut you again I'm a put that doody-casserole inside of your mother's oven [bad word] x2]