In late 1994, MC Serch (of 3rd Bass fame) took his protégé Sabac Red and teamed him up with DJ Eclipse and Ill Bill, thereby creating the group known as Non Phixion. Within six months Goretex, a childhood friend of Ill Bill, had joined the crew after freestyling for MC Serch. MC Serch did not appear in Non Phixions first album "The Future Is Now". Non Phixion made two studio albums and a promotional tape named "The Past, The Present And The Future Is Now" that was released before their first album "The Future Is Now", all Non Phixion's work is highly regarded in the underground hip hop scene. Ill Bills brother Necro produced a lot of material for Non Phixion, including most of "The Past, The Present And The Future Is Now" and several other tracks from "The Green CD" and "The Future Is Now".
Circle of Tyrants was an underground hip hop group consisting of Necro, Ill BIll, Mr Hyde and Goretex. The group only released one album, named "The Circle of Tyrants" which was released in 2005 under Necro's Psycho-Logical-Records. Necro produced all tracks on this album. Though only releasing one album, these four members often collaborated at the same time on the members solo albums.
Founded in late 2005 with no intention to record an album, La Coka Nostra was more a loose collective of artists connected through Danny Boy than a group. Having taken time off from rap after the break-up of House of Pain, Danny Boy took to working in video production and fashion as well as mentoring other artists. He met Slaine in Boston and, impressed with his writing, brought him to L.A. to record some tracks. Eventually it turned into more of a group effort including the former members of House of Pain and Ill Bill, it was announced that Everlast would be leaving La Coka Nostra due to his daughter's medical issues.
Heavy Metal Kings is a group featuring veteran rappers Ill Bill (Non Phixion/La Coka Nostra) and Vinnie Paz (Jedi Mind Tricks/Army of the Pharaohs). In 2006, Ill Bill was featured on the single "Heavy Metal Kings" by hip hop duo Jedi Mind Tricks, released through Babygrande Records.
Ill Bill and Vinnie Paz have since combined forces to form a group of the same name, "Heavy Metal Kings," and record a full self-titled album to be released April 5, 2011 through Enemy Soil/Uncle Howie.
Heavy Metal Kings 2 was officially confirmed and recording in 2013. It was announced that the album would be in stores in 2014 however as of March 2015 has yet to be released.
Heavy Metal Kings VS DJ Muggs was posted to be in the works by an associated producer on 2011, to this date this album has had no more updates or information released. It is not known if this album is still in the works.
Our Life ft Necro
Ill Bill Lyrics
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actually you can't make me do nothing...
i might decide to.
Necro:
I used to mush thugs
and now i push drugs
I knew a kid that put slugs in his own mug.
ain't a cat that knows me as son
remember violence the only one
i used to watch how my pops would treat a girl
and beef with the world he had a bone to pick
that's why my dome was sick
it rubbed off on me
cos the apple dont fall far from the tree, g
you cats keep your distance
cos your scared i might flip in a instance
when i was filled with innocence
i was still commiting sins
half of you cats are sweet like cinnamon
i'll shove a knife in your grin
i run with convicts and stick up kids
that will rob you for 6 bucks bitch
we flip right before you expect it
cuz we were neglected as children now we're hectic
we shot men and we rob gems
i seen cats that used to glock me
now i glock them
got easier access to a glock ten
in case one in your face is the only option.
x2
Necro and Ill Bill
walk around like
murder murder, kill kill
gun up in ur grill
now u screamin chill chill
didn't have ur steele
now u get ur cap peeled
this is our life (our life)
Ill Bill:
ayo i grew up in the motherfuckin projects
my mom says since my pop left
we had to get a section 8 apparment
the rents cheap
i see decepticons at least 10 deep
run up on me flippin wanna set beef
that was some faggot shit
me and my brother ran for dolo
the only two white kids up in my projects
that wasn't homo
i fought everyday beefed with a hundred cats
way before i sold drugs and started bustin caps
way before i bust my first nut i loved to rap
at ten years old is when i first started to fuck with that
everyone else in my pjs who'd rhyme was black
i kept it to myself continued to define my crap
i used to buy my mother milk draggin a spiked bat
you fuck wit me i was the type of cat to fight bak
i lace you up for broken nose holdin the ice pack
whites black portarikins we was poor it was wack
my mom tried her best i never graduated high school
i learned to pump drugs and pack nines instead
became one of those violent heads have you on the respirator
even though the doctor know your mind is dead
x2
Necro and Ill Bill
walk around like
murder murder, kill kill
gun up in ur grill
now u screamin chill chill
didn't have ur steele
now u get ur cap peeled
this is our life, our life
This is Our Life!
The lyrics of Our Life by Ill Bill & Necro reflects their life experiences growing up in tough neighborhoods. The first few lines, Yo, don't make me flip on you. actually, you can't make me do nothing... I might decide to, suggest the unpredictability and potential danger that comes with living a life filled with violence, as if the artists are walking a thin line between restraint and chaos.
Necro's verse reflects on how his upbringing around guns and violence affected the person he became. He talks about how he used to "mush thugs" and "push drugs" before becoming more involved in the violent parts of the streets. He also mentions how his abusive father's behavior impacted him, which led him to commit sins and get involved with the wrong crowd. Necro's verse also mentions how his group is made up of stick-up kids and convicts who would rob anyone without hesitation.
Ill Bill's verse follows a similar theme, as he talks about growing up in the projects and how poverty impacted his life. He mentions how he had to fight and beef with others every day and didn't have the privilege to graduate high school. Instead, he had to turn to selling drugs and violence as a means of making a living. Ill Bill and Necro's verses reflect the harsh realities that come with growing up in rough neighborhoods and the difficult choices that people have to make when they come from such disadvantaged backgrounds.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, don't make me flip on you.
I can't be forced to do anything against my will but I might choose to retaliate.
I used to mush thugs and now i push drugs
I used to beat up tough guys and now I sell drugs for a living.
I knew a kid that put slugs in his own mug.
I knew a kid who shot himself in the face.
he used to show me his guns, ain't a cat that knows me as son
He used to show me his guns but nobody knows me like a son.
remember violence the only one
Violence was the only way I knew how to deal with problems.
i used to watch how my pops would treat a girl and beef with the world he had a bone to pick
I used to observe how my father treated women and how he had problems with the world, he always had something to argue about.
that's why my dome was sick it rubbed off on me cos the apple dont fall far from the tree, g
That's why I became mentally ill, it was inherited from my father because the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
you cats keep your distance cos your scared i might flip in a instance
You guys stay away from me because you're afraid I might suddenly become violent.
when i was filled with innocence i was still commiting sins
Even when I was innocent, I was still doing wrong things.
half of you cats are sweet like cinnamon i'll shove a knife in your grin
Some of you act sweet but I'll still stab you in the face.
i run with convicts and stick up kids that will rob you for 6 bucks bitch
I hang out with ex-convicts and young thieves who will steal from you for as little as $6.
we flip right before you expect it cuz we were neglected as children now we're hectic
We turn violent when you least expect it because we were neglected and now we're unstable.
we shot men and we rob gems i seen cats that used to glock me now i glock them
We have shot people and stolen precious items. I have seen people who used to bully me, but now I have a gun and I'm in control.
got easier access to a glock ten in case one in your face is the only option.
I have easy access to a Glock 10, just in case shooting you in the face is the only option.
ayo i grew up in the motherfuckin projects
I grew up in the projects.
my mom says since my pop left we had to get a section 8 apparment the rents cheap
My mother said that since my father left, we had to move into a Section 8 apartment because it was affordable.
i see decepticons at least 10 deep run up on me flippin wanna set beef
I often see a large group of Decepticons (gang members) who want to fight me.
that was some faggot shit me and my brother ran for dolo the only two white kids up in my projects that wasn't homo
Those guys were acting like cowards. My brother and I had to run away by ourselves because we were the only two white kids who weren't gay in the projects.
i fought everyday beefed with a hundred cats way before i sold drugs and started bustin caps
I fought every day and had problems with many people before I became a drug dealer and started shooting people.
way before i bust my first nut i loved to rap at ten years old is when i first started to fuck with that
Even before I hit puberty, I was already into rapping. I started when I was only 10 years old.
everyone else in my pjs who'd rhyme was black i kept it to myself continued to define my crap
Everyone else in my projects who could rap was black. I didn't share my rapping skills with anyone and developed my own style.
i used to buy my mother milk draggin a spiked bat you fuck wit me i was the type of cat to fight bak
I used to buy my mother milk while carrying a spiked baseball bat. If anyone tried to mess with me, I was the type to fight back.
i lace you up for broken nose holdin the ice pack whites black portarikins we was poor it was wack
I'll beat you up and leave you with a broken nose while you hold an ice pack. We had poor white, black, and Puerto Rican people in the projects and it was terrible.
my mom tried her best i never graduated high school i learned to pump drugs and pack nines instead
My mother did her best but I never graduated high school. Instead, I learned how to sell drugs and carry guns.
became one of those violent heads have you on the respirator even though the doctor know your mind is dead
I became one of those violent people who will put you on life support even though the doctors know you will never recover mentally.
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@redbird1500
It's glorious because those who lived it had the will to survive. Those of us who only had one parent, or neither, who was struggling to make ends meet and had to go without eating several days so their kids could, how we rose up for that shit. It was glorious because no only did we rise up past it and overcome it, but it was glorious because we had the will to do what other's couldn't/wouldn't. I don't care what fucking country on Earth you're from, if you grow up somewhere like North Las Vegas, like me, and didn't have parents or family to just hand you down money like it was fucking nothing, then there were only two paths. Survive it and do what's necessary to make end's meet, or be weak and stay in the ghetto for the rest of your fucking life, living with the tweakers and junkies who like to shoot up tar.
Maybe not the individual details aren't glorious, but the fact that you, or anyone else did what they had to do, and had the will to do it, is glorious. Being born and/or raised in a project, slum, and/or ghetto is nothing in itself to be proud of or glorify. But if we forget out origins, we're no better than the fucking multi-billion dollar companies who created those ghettos from the underclass of society to live in, in the first place.
Unless you have two parents working full time, chances are, eventually you are going to have to seek out other opportunities to make a few quick bucks if you want to live comfortable at all. Hitting up churches for charity food and clothing boxes and standing in long ass lines for gratuity boxes given out by local charities isn't glorious, nothing glorious about that at all. Having to sell meth to your own fucking community ain't glorious either. Neither is joining a gang of any kind (which I never did. Fuck that shit, I wasn't going to be branded by and as a Northenos, Syndicato (from New Mex, where I spent the second half of my life after I made enough cash to get the fuck out of that hellhole people like to call North Las Vegas), La Eme, or anyone else. They weren't getting me as another stupid ass kid-soldier to throw at their rivals like fucking cannon-fodder. I don't hate any of them, but neither do I relish the gang life they so proudly represent. I didn't need no fucking gang to figure out how to make enough money to live comfortably, and not out of some run-down ass apartment (or, in worse times when I was a kid with my father ((mother walked out on us)), a motel. We stayed in those cheap ass North Vegas Motels for several months at a time when we could make rent's due for a cheap little 550mo apartment.
The point is, never forget where you came from, and always remember even if you did have to get your hands dirty, you survived that shit where so many others have failed, and either ended up dead, in prison, fucked up on some drug or another, or still stuck in the fucking ghetto, struggling to make next month's rent. THAT is what is glorious.
Also, those who lived in a truly shitty neighborhood should already be de-sensitized to what goes on on the street, and whatever they may or may not have seen. Unless you personally saw something like your mother getting raped as a kid (like my old friend from Vegas, Nick), then there is absolutely no reason you should be getting "nightmares" or getting shocked when you hear about some dude being found dead behind a corner store (which you won't hear on the news. The news doesn't give a fuck about the poorer neighborhoods. Have a guy or girl get killed in the suburbs? They're all over it, reporting on it like it's the first murder to ever happen in human history. Have some bitch in the barrio get a train ran on her by seven different gang members, you'll never even know it happened unless someone personally tells you.
If you started out in a shitty neighborhood as a little kid, and are going to college/holding down a successful job that doesn't pay decently (not rich, not even great, just decent), and have your own home in a nice, peaceful neighborhood, then not only the glory, but you should also be proud of yourself.
@ihateeverything3972
That piano though, holy shit, I've listened to a lot of rappers, but this is probably the greatest song I have ever heard! Respect Necro and Ill Bill.
@Livingtree32
Sampled from a Chinese song
@creepmike77
Xiao Sheng Ming by Michael Kwan is the sample. Check out my necro samples playlist on here.
@raymondslivinski1130
10-4
@Livingtree32
@Crow Sword No, it's not, check the song "Xiao Shengming" by Michael Kwan on YouTube. Necro sampled a lot of Chinese and Japanese songs.
@Livingtree32
@Crow Sword From my imagination, I just made it up.
@getcrunk64
This is hip hop history if you didn’t know, who’s bumping this in 2019?
Edit: 2020 this shit will never die, the legacy Necro and Bill left behind is ageless.
Edit: 2021
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Edit: 2023
@sethRichards44
Lol since highschool
@SDFcrew
we here bro
@EpuTouru
A - Boy me :))