search for

Lyric: Black helicopters

  • artist: Non-Phixion
  • seen: 821


     [Ill Bill]
  At the time of his life a capitalist with a communist wife
  Started to fight and did to cats what God did to Christ
  Hardly the type to give garbage advice
  He was larger than life
  He penetrated the roof of your car with a spike
  Trained by an insane ex marine
  CIA trained a renegade assassin android
  Passport pilot to black helicopter choppers over Bosnia
  Sniffed so much coke nose is fucked up and bled alot
  For all ya'll bystanders baggy ass jeans to hide ya banga wranglers
  Thugged the fuck out hang with bash in ya face gat gangsta's
  The governments these other kids it's like a drug abyss
  That sucked a hundred dicks its yo party the crowd great
  Plus the hooker lies great sniff another line to get ya mind straight
  Pull out the nine and start shooting people
  Money ain't the root of evil it be much more than that
  America taught me how to kidnap and torture cats
  
  Chorus: repeat 2X
  
  Exit the stargate initial perception quickens my heart rate
  This dark place planet Earth orbits one star
  Come from afar far away state of mind
  Open up your 3rd eye Black Helicopters in the sky
  
  [Goretex]
  I need G's so I can jet easier
  My crib tapped I suspect Ether
  Thats why I'm out of touch with the media
  Undercovers like Pete Seiger
  I couldnt tell neither
  Watchin the projects with a van of speakers
  Peepin how my kids rest bangin my wiz for hours
  Surveillance tapes us in the King's Plaza even got us after hours
  Drug party's golden showers on the floor shiksa
  Work for the FBI so anytime I might whisper
  My scary team be like barely clean rockin Israeli jeans
  Thats why I mostly heard and rarely seen
  Realization so much urgency
  Can't escape history's pen I be the worst of me (*echoes*)
  
  Chorus 2X
  
  [Sabac]
  This cop bring the city hoppa like a rocka with binoculars
  ???????rosters???????hostages
  Said that we were imposters and impetuous government agent
  From another nation and said we had the proper information
  About the aliens vegetarians devil scenarians
  These are civilized Barbarians we fuckin bury them
  Baraza said ya pussy blood clot got you shot
  I'm like fuck this I'm blowin up spots this shit is hot
  We know about the plan from the projects and contraband
  Drop bombs on Brazil so you can kill and conquer land
  You drug trafficking your new creation for disease
  To control the population and the states of overseas
  Put poison in the weed and the milk we feed our seeds
  You looked shocked that Sabac could know the plots to all of these
  Took his glock lift a shot when the bastard wasn't lookin
  Threw him out then the monster flew the chopper back to Brooklyn
  
  Chorus 2X
  

Advertising

Copyrights of lyrics presented on this webpage belongs to artists

mazury konferencje | projektowanie stron | imprezy firmowe | zasady-zywienia | pozycjonowanie strony | Ebooki | Zakłady bukmacherskie | bluzki damskie | polacy w londynie | Gryfice | hafty | przeprowadzki | celulit | skracanie linków | BigBrother postacie