Run for Your Life '94

[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 bloods when the monster I'm a monster, responsible for missing camp counsellors I'm analyzing bio-rhythms, leaving my victims with incisions My sensory sees catastrophic visions Over the image of Jehovah I burn sulphur In retrospect I infect your innards just like an ulcer Then I twist facial features like Rocky Dennis, when I menace It's horrendous, my bloody appetite's tremendous Enormous, watch the metamorphosis, stickin' snitches through orifices Remorseless are my thoughts, when I cut your corpse I dabble in the arts that are forbidden Leaving carcasses after carcass, maggots within regardless I'm a psychopathologist, pathologically I exist Infamous, but with a twist [Chorus: repeat 16X] Run for your life [Ill Bill] Reports provided by department of forensics Reveal nothing reminiscent murder on these premises The only evidence being the body No fingerprints or murder weapons located But still they follow me Constantly I'm under surveillance Numerous, federal agencies provide the whole police their interference So now there's all types of pigs bleeding hemoglobin Left in my place and frozen solid from head to their toes and Pieces of people I take and then I reanimate Beyond the gates, I can see the bloody face of Sharon Tate I make you submit when I dominate Nothing you could ever do can restrain my campaign of hate I measure my pleasure by the amount of pain I inflict during your torture, officer I make you suffer So listen I'm giving you five minutes to flee Here's a butcher knife Motherfucker, run for your life! [Chorus] [Ill Bill] I vaccinate sockets with lip bloods, like if I was to flip once I snag a body bag them dirty fucking cunts Shooting chemicals directly into my jugular - look around Shits getting uglier and uglier Spinning' within my hyperbaric chamber Nothing short of a bloody rusty razor Fingerprinting could stop my behaviour Generally, and federally Etcetera, etcetera, shooting Storm Troopers like dead era I emphasize like emphysema Every word I speak creeps up in your bloodstream like Leukemia I instigate mutilation Under federal investigation escaping police stations Taking all types of narcotics made to enhance my optics Unlocking consciousness when I pop acid trips And want to kill the pigs (here piggy piggy, here piggy piggy) Unlocking consciousness to let the razor rip open my wrist [Chorus]