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I spit on behalf of my death cult
Made of millions of morbid angels
Standing in a burning church in
Norway lost in hatred
Of course Satan smiles through the
Face of a child
Who's born with the number of the
Devil scraped into his scalp
We don’t like none of y’all at all
My 'Fuck your mother in the mouth' type
Of dawgs might write this song
Triple X bitches call me and invite me home
They run up on me on the
Street in then invite me dome
I spit the truth for the youth movement
It’s goon music
Engineered to make you bang your
Motherfucking head to it
Earn chips, live fast lives and spit flames
Then burn bitches with crackpipes
Like Rick James ill Bill
I’m from Brooklyn where the stars are born
I make drug music plus I be involved in porn
I be the chosen like
Robby Benson beyond comprehension
Holding a toaster like Bronson in Death Wish

Black metal, I cock back react thorough
En la botánica con el santero
Black mask, white robe, shrouded in peril
Trapped me in the war between
God and the Devil

I know a babalawo who cuts chicken heads
I fuck chicken heads man that
Santeria shit is fucking wild
I’m feeling like my time running out
I’m the middle of the block guns
Drawn when they gun it down
I break speed limit's on the highway to Hell
They got the Devil chasing me trying
To give me life without bail
I drink spirit's and smoke form for medicine
And inhale elements of sickle cell
You can catch me in the hood like VD
That Sixth Side Street shit homes and
We ain’t deal with the PD
The most hated on the block with no greatest
Crash through the storm and
Attack the storm raiders
I shoot the shit with Shaman
My spirit is still starving
Imagine all the shit that my
Soul famine is causing
Knife-carving nine on the psychos
At night swarming
I fight to be righteous but
The murder is more calm

I been forced to fulfill a
Dark and hateful agarro
And was born the son of a Satan santero
Burn black candles for a black Sabbath
After the fact the priest converted
Her to a crack addict
It’s flat madness with black
Gats and black magic
Sit and watch the death of
Faces and laugh at it
With two white pale goth bitches
Lost in an orgy
And you too could subscribe for
The cost of a forty
I got the blood of the faceless pagans on me
A sacred place praying to
Raise a Haitians army
The Babalawo wolf from Brooklyn in all white
White fitted, white Nikes
Moving that pure white all night
Make a bruha scream chango and
Fuck their brains out
Your ice crucifix won’t save you
Tuck your chains now
Between heaven and hell




Pa’ arriba y pa’ abajo
Knowing the devil it'self vamos pa’l carajo

Overall Meaning

These lyrics are from the song Heavy Metal Kings by Ill Bill and Jedi Mind Tricks. The first two paragraphs were rapped by Vinnie Paz/Louie Dogs, and the third by Ill Bill. The song is about the darker, more violent side of humanity, which is reflected in the lyrics.


In the first two verses, Vinnie and Louie take turns rapping about their violent and ruthless nature. They describe how they take pleasure in killing their enemies and don't hesitate to spill blood. They also talk about their hatred for religion, specifically Christianity, and their support for Islam. They believe that the world is a violent place and that they are simply living in a world that is unjust, and they must do whatever it takes to survive.


However, in the third verse, Ill Bill takes a different approach. He talks about the need for chaos in order for there to be order. He also talks about his hatred for those in power, specifically the CIA, and his desire to fight against injustice. He raps about his willingness to die for what he believes in and his support for his family and friends.


Overall, the song is about the darker side of humanity and the violent world we live in. It highlights how some people use violence and destruction to get what they want, while others fight against injustice and the need for change.


Line by Line Meaning

I murder you and laugh
I will kill you and find pleasure in it.


I'm Barry Sanders slashing through the path
I effortlessly glide through my enemies, like the famous footballer Barry Sanders.


You a magician's assistant, I'm sawin' you in half
You are helpless, and I am going to cause you harm.


You a heathan that rely on the beast
You are an unbeliever who relies on your animal instincts.


I'm a demon at the fire crucifyin' the priest
I am like a demon, massacring religious leaders.


I shine over beats
I shine in my musical performances.


A motherfuckin' beast on the mic
I am an exceptional rap artist.


I'm a lion out the jungle, raw meat what I like
Like a lion, I enjoy devouring my prey, even if it's gruesome.


I bleed in a fight, Vinnie like the taste of his blood
In a brawl, I do not shy away from getting hurt or shedding blood.


And I'll open up your stomach like the case of a slug
I will stab you so hard that your stomach will tear open like a bullet case.


I'm faithful to drugs, puttin' metal plates in your mug
I am loyal to narcotics, and I will fix metal plates in your face.


Dump your body in the motherfuckin' lake in a rug
I will throw your corpse in a lake, wrapped in a rug.


Face in the mud, y'all create the facade
You lie to yourself, pretending everything is fine when it is not.


That my people have exterminated faith in they god
My people have lost faith in their god.


Patience is hard, cousin, but it pays to be calm
Being patient is challenging, but it is rewarding in the long run.


Go to war for anybody who embraces Islam
I will participate in a war to protect anyone who follows Islam.


I'm gracious and warm, ready for the place in the war
I am welcoming and hospitable, but I am also prepared for war.


And I'm ready to smash your motherfuckin' face in the floor
I am ready to beat you up brutally and mercilessly.


Without order nothing exists, without chaos nothing evolves
Order is essential for existence, but chaos is necessary for growth.


Now get on your knees so I can stick this gun in your mouth
Kneel so that I can put a gun in your mouth.


I'm a slayer album personified, Holocaust, Columbine
I embody the deathly themes of albums released by Slayer, and I compare myself to tragic events in history.


It's the cult leader drink your cool-Aid
I am the cult leader, and I am asking you to commit and follow my orders.


Roll with the doctors that produce AIDS
I associate myself with the doctors who make AIDS.


I open my mouth, I shoot flames
I speak with passion and intensity.


The freedom fighter that got the whole world terrified
I am a fighter for justice, and my opposition fears me.


Ill Bill, human manifestation of genocide
I am Ill Bill, and to me, the mass extermination of people is a way of life.


Stand amongst Grammy winning grimy nose candy sniffers
I stand among successful and dirty drug users who have won the Grammy Award.


Blast the black metal at you like Danny Lilker
I will attack you with aggressive and heavy metal music, like the musician Danny Lilker.


It's impossible to escape my matrix of hate
You cannot escape the hatred that I have for you.


I'll make a good girl a cum dumpster sayin' don't wait
I can make even a decent woman engage in promiscuous behavior.


Set the razors to AKs and turn razors to grapes
I will use razor blades instead of bullets in my AK-47, turning the sharp objects into grapes.


Turn blood into wine with an insatiable taste
I will convert blood into wine with an unquenchable flavor.


Drink from the goblet of gore, vomitting porn
I enjoy drinking blood and engaging in obscene acts.


Sodom and Gomorrah back to Canarsie New York
I come from a place filled with wickedness and immorality.




Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, BMG Rights Management
Written by: Anthony Quilles, Jack Gonzalez, Jason Connoy, William Braunstein

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