медуза - Ill Bill, Rite Hook

Medusa Head on Versace china

Heads of every snake sent to every top designer

Statues and tattoos, shooters with the mask of doom

Tabs of acid to bloom, bags of some magic shrooms

Tie-dyed lily pads, nine millies clap

From my mouth to the Lord’s ears, this how Billy rap

Rick was smoking PCP when he signed Slayer

Same shit I smoked when I wrote the CIA was

Trying to kill Billy Ocean, silly notion, a real compulsion

Was it but I was smoking off a purple potion

Catch all the Becky’s and white Shaniqua’s

Puerto Rican Beyonce’s with bubble asses and Versace sneakers

Gucci Goblin, the baller, my Draco is magnetic

Make them hollows twirl in the air like a pandemic

Like a pestilence sent by God to kill us all

A million dead, God forbid another seven billion more

Met this bitch named Corona wanted me to bone here

She was chilling outside like a young bologna

She brought her twin sister named Ebola

With more ass than them Kardashian bitches

And more money than Oprah

Sound like a perfect bitch until you do the knowledge on her

And how Medusa is that same kinda bitch

That same type of beautiful sorcery

A cross between insane hatred and love, it torture me

Face of an angel, hair full of snakes

Look into her eyes, never be the same

What’s her name?

Medusa, she will eat your soul

Look into her eyes, turn you into stone

Have you ever loved somebody so much that you would die for them?

Like go ahead, God, take me instead

If you got kids you better feel that fucking way about them

And if not then you a clown and we can never be friends

My Uncle Howie was a easy lover, love him and leave him

His true love was a white bitch, touched with the needle

Since that other little white bitch Yoda defeated him

And after his death I cursed God cause I still needed him

She said she loved him but she lied

At their wedding she was the Grim Reaper dressed up like his bride

A black dress for a funeral

Leave stone cold in the casket like Medusa do

But I don’t do drugs, only do essential business

My true love is marijuana can I get a witness

That same type of beautiful sorcery

A cross between two types of awesome weed

La Bella Medusa

Face of an angel, hair full of snakes

Look into her eyes, never be the same

What’s her name?

Medusa, she will eat your soul

Look into her eyes, turn you into stone