Clockwork Burgundy - Ill Bill, Goretex

Get your hands up, fast!

This is a stick-up!

Reach!

Indeed, I shall reach!

Rock Cliff Burton Vest precision murder like Phil Hartman

Human delis on farragut complete with all the garnishes

Left lane Belt Parkway hold the wheel yo don’t let it spill

Wave a work on the rail scale then we movin' to the Seville

Mortuary gloves baggin' dope in the vestibule

Came a long way now we mix orange acid and edibles

Rap Mickey Knox I’m the rabbi with the killer locks

Packages of white we got our training on stove tops

Likes to get her hair pulled the 80's coke we called it Air Wolf

Locked my brain in the synagogue, no candles

We the Tel Aviv got me Vito Genovese

Walking like Lee Van Cleef on killer keef

I’m like Porky from dope fiends sell junk like Sanford

Ain’t talkin' ‘bout garbage with them packets of Pampers

Serve fiends like Pete Sampras

Headbands filled with coke max KD shaes no safety

Uzi under the coat

That Clockwork Burgundy, my Glock work perfectly

That cop shot nervously and got popped purposely

Blood bath in Living Color like Vernon Reid

Sherming the weed, burner with beam, murder sprees

Can’t quit like Vincent D’Onofrio, we mafia

Fuck outta here, make a fucking schmuck outta ya

Billy from 5714 Farragut, arrogant plus talented

Became a cult leader like Manson did

El Magico add cats in the pastrami hole (?)

Mass hooked up the root (?)

It feels like Howie’s home

Like '83 in Canarsie

Camaro’s on every block

Rest in peace to Artie

I’m that innovation syntax in the matrix

Witchcraft in the basements, skin grafted by Satan

Forever meant to destroy mics

My destiny on board stripes

Rest in peace, Sean Price