What's Wrong?

What's Wrong With Bill - Inspired by swords that kill

Coldhearted, how can a person be taught to feel?

Thoughts concealed by shield of alcohol and pills

God is an atheist, why should I believe in religion?

I'd rather get my dick sucked and cook K's in the kitchen

Driveby, leave you on your block bleedin' and twichin'

Break bread with demons and witches, I'm evil and twisted

Half of us in jail, the other half in Beemers and Sixers

CEO's wondering who let these creeps in the business

Creep with the biscuit, I'm peril when the fiends are vendicted

Lights the American Nightmare - the trees of the wicked

We cry blood, sniff cocaine and die young

Time's up, caught up in the blowjobs and mindfucks

The metal that killed my enemys, occupy guns

Say goodbye cause you only die once

My minds grotesque and so ugly, so focused, so hungry

Trust me, young Gene Simmons, get in between womans

Ill BIll - solo album, how we gon' take it?

Leave you ducktaped and stuck in the Matrix

Tell me where the fuck I went wrong

Took the wrong turn, wrong path

What's Wrong With Bill - Inspired by swords that kill

Coldhearted, how can a person be taught to feel?

Thoughts concealed by shield of alcohol and pills

Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurturing

The other one don't understand me

Sometimes you wanna murder me, sometimes you wanna marry me

I paid my insanity gravely, it crowd me

I think that I'm about to go AWOL, lose my shit

As reality slips away I'm startin to loose my grip

No smile is genuine or real

I find myself loosing faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear

I'm in a bad place, so who do I trust?

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

I made this album to reveale my inner thoughts and discuss truth

What it's like, me without death

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

But I appreciate my grandmother raising me cause she'd never pass away

So many things I never had a chanse to say when she was here

I see you when I get there

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

- I lived it, it couldn't get much worse I guess

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out o'my face

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered

I never knew my life mattered

Tell me where the fuck I went wrong

Took the wrong turn, wrong path

What's Wrong With Bill - Inspired by swords that kill

Coldhearted, how can a person be taught to feel?

Thoughts concealed by shield of alcohol and pills