🎵 Final Scene’s Mine // by ILL BILL

4 ContributorsFinal Scene’s Mine Lyrics [Verse 1] And so another adventure begins, ski slopes, skis, automatic weapons Downhill shootout with BILL, they out for vengeance Those two brothers, the same two motherfuckers I mentioned in "Swordfish" Yeah, Isaac and Ish Ishmael is shit backwards and Isaac's a bitch I'mma kill 'em both and still be left with five in the clip These people invented and injected they mind with a chip They shot and missed, almost skiing off the side of the cliff You know I shot back, Isaac was hit A bullet ricochet off of his hip, hit his brother Ish in thе lip An avalanche final finished they trip Aftеrwards I had a ski bunny sucking me off up in the lift Fucking me off up in the whip, dusting the dips See me arriving by the hollow tunnel puffing a spliff Put a hollow tip shell in my shit Mind full of evil thoughts and my enemy's bitch [Chorus] I murdered the beast with the six-fingered hand, head of a goat Seven horns, seven red bloodshot eyeballs that glow What do y'all know? You can practically taste the brain matter It splatters cameras, the final scene I murdered the beast with the six-fingered hand, head of a goat Seven horns, seven red bloodshot eyeballs that glow What do y'all know? You can practically taste the brain matter It splatters cameras, the final scene [Verse 2] I laugh and spit in the face of death, load 'em with lead Go to the sunset on a black horse, holding his head Destroyed an army closing in, it reminded me of that time in Brazil When my government assigned me with a License to Kill Fresh out of CIA torture school Taught me the most effective ways to make prisoner of war talk to you From Europe to South America, bloodbaths, kidnappings Sounds hysterical, orgies in a mansion Where the Cult Leader drained warheads For antidotes to viruses, corporate alliances, we buying shit Finance security, first-world terrorism Combined it with religion, it's proven the best business Ask Osama, ask Bush, ask anybody Give me a Ferrari and box full of money A double agent with a hunger for paper Now run they payment with my gun in they faces [Chorus] I murdered the beast with the six-fingered hand, head of a goat Seven horns, seven red bloodshot eyeballs that glow What do y'all know? You can practically taste the brain matter It splatters cameras, the final scene I murdered the beast with the six-fingered hand, head of a goat Seven horns, seven red bloodshot eyeballs that glow What do y'all know? You can practically taste the brain matter It splatters cameras, the final scene