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.
Where Hope Goes To Die
Ill Bill Lyrics
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I shoot you out your body
Perform a seance with a fucking shotty
I wear a ski mask so that nobody identify me
Grimey and grizzily, throw you to the pitbulls like a frisbee
Then feed the pieces of you that they bring me
Baby, your arm, leg, leg, arm, and your head
Just a fragment of your former possibilities and aspirations
A casualty in the civil war of a gangster nation
My generals pocket death to millions
The media spread lies and cash cheques for trillions
I organize crime, money and murder synchronize beyond time
I move mountain tops without trying
I move buildings like super villains
Throw penthouses of people and fist fuck porno movie bitches
Like Bang Brothers dot com, got money in my palm
No love, no smiles, ain't nothing funny, y'all
(Chorus)
I come from where hope goes to die
Where dreams get crushed and the bullets fly
I come from where hope goes to die
La Coka Nostra till I die
(Verse 2: Everlast)
Peckerwood b-boy in the white man's stance
Where I come from, son, the wolves don't dance
They stand with their fists and talk shit like this
Y'all don't want drama, y'all don't want static
You fiend like crack addicts, comeback's automatic
Got a douce-douce in my boot holdin' five
Got a razor in the other one in case you survive
I rep the Gaza Strip, the hunger strike
Cousin, bite on your lip, do what you like
We ain't playin' no games, you ain't honky-honk
When the cats with the guns pop the trunks and dump
And the pistols thump and the bodies slump
Goin' for Jihad, can't wait to see God
A child of the city so my attitude's shitty
The livest type bomber out for pure drama
Period, comma, P.S. fuck your momma
(Chorus)
(Verse 3: Slaine)
I'm the white guy who gave the whole rap game a black eye
Fuck your bitch with a dick thicker than Shaq's thigh
You can't nod off, this is a crack high
Stab you in your fucking face with a jack knife
I love bitches who suck dick and half-dyke
I'm just sick, I'll beat your brain, doc, with a flashlight
A black mag lite, you other rappers fag fight
We don't battle, I have your family crawlin' up the bagpipes
And the preachers preach, pine box in the fucking facial features fixed
Whoops, I mean fixed, push don't mean shit
When a dope fiend lean on a custom green whip
Everlast, Ill Bill, Slaine, and D-Boy, Lethal, Left Cage
We got you ?
We b-boys who destroy on both coasts
Tote toasts and sold coke with gold ropes
(Chorus)
The first verse of Ill Bill's "Where Hope Goes to Die" delves into the violent and ruthless lifestyle of a member of a gangster nation. The lyrics describe the singer's inhumanity, as they are unidentifiable through their ski mask and shoot others without hesitation from point-blank range. The pit bulls, a recurring motif throughout the song, are used to devour the singer's victims. The singer is powerful and successful, moving mountains with ease and commanding armies of killers. The last line of the verse, "no love, no smiles, ain't nothing funny, y'all," sums up the bleak and hopeless environment in which they live.
Everlast's verse focuses on the violence and aggression prevalent in his environment as well, with specific references to gang warfare and drug culture. The singer is a "peckerwood b-boy," a term used to describe white prison gang members, and his violent tendencies are evident in his claim that he has a "douce-douce" (a type of shotgun) in his boot and a razor in the other, ready to defend himself at all times. He references his affiliation with the Gaza Strip, a nod to the ongoing conflict in the Middle East, and his desire to go for "Jihad," an act of holy war. The violent imagery continues as he threatens to shoot those who oppose him, making it clear that he is not to be messed with.
Slaine's verse embraces his reputation as a controversial and provocative rapper, with lines that are both graphic and clever. He creates a persona that is proud of the damage he has done to the rap game, and takes pleasure in the pain he inflicts on others. The reference to Shaq's thigh emphasizes his power and dominance over others, and the violent image of stabbing someone's face with a jackknife adds to his already erratic persona. He goes on to assert that he loves women who engage in sexual acts with other women, and that he is more than willing to commit acts of violence against anyone who gets in his way. Together, the three verses in the song paint a vivid picture of a violent and hopeless place, where aggression and brutality reign supreme.
Line by Line Meaning
I shoot you out your body
I kill you with a gun
Perform a seance with a fucking shotty
I use a shotgun to communicate with the dead
I wear a ski mask so that nobody identify me
I conceal my identity with a ski mask
Grimey and grizzily, throw you to the pitbulls like a frisbee
I am rough and savage, I throw your body to pitbulls like a frisbee
Then feed the pieces of you that they bring me
I feed the pitbulls the pieces of your body that they bring back to me
Baby, your arm, leg, leg, arm, and your head
I have dismembered your body
Even God turned his back on you, holmie, you're dead
You are so evil that even God has abandoned you and you are now dead
A casualty in the civil war of a gangster nation
You are a victim of the gangster war
My generals pocket death to millions
The leaders of my gang are responsible for many deaths
The media spread lies and cash cheques for trillions
The media perpetuates lies in order to make money
I organize crime, money and murder synchronize beyond time
I orchestrate criminal activity with perfect timing
I move mountain tops without trying
I accomplish impossible feats effortlessly
I move buildings like super villains
I am so powerful that I can physically move buildings
Throw penthouses of people and fist fuck porno movie bitches
I throw wealthy people out of their penthouses and engage in violent sexual acts with porn stars
Like Bang Brothers dot com, got money in my palm
I am wealthy and have money at my disposal like a porn website
No love, no smiles, ain't nothing funny, y'all
I am not amused; there is no love or happiness in my world
Peckerwood b-boy in the white man's stance
I am a white person who embodies a hip-hop mentality
Where I come from, son, the wolves don't dance
The people in my area are dangerous and aggressive
They stand with their fists and talk shit like this
They stand with their fists up, talking trash
Y'all don't want drama, y'all don't want static
You don't want any trouble
You fiend like crack addicts, comeback's automatic
You are desperate for a fight and will come back again and again
Got a douce-douce in my boot holdin' five
I have a weapon in my boot that can shoot twice and hold five rounds of ammunition
Got a razor in the other one in case you survive
I have another weapon (a razor) in my other boot in case you somehow survive
I rep the Gaza Strip, the hunger strike
I represent the Gaza Strip and their struggle for food
Cousin, bite on your lip, do what you like
You can do whatever you want, just don't complain
We ain't playin' no games, you ain't honky-honk
We are serious and not fooling around, don't pretend to be something you're not
When the cats with the guns pop the trunks and dump
When the people with weapons shoot and dispose of bodies
Goin' for Jihad, can't wait to see God
We are going to fight in a holy war and can't wait to meet God
A child of the city so my attitude's shitty
I am from the city and have a bad attitude
The livest type bomber out for pure drama
I am the most intense type of person and thrive on violence
Period, comma, P.S. fuck your momma
I hate you to the extent that even your mom is not safe from my insults
I'm the white guy who gave the whole rap game a black eye
I am a disrespectful white rapper who has damaged the reputation of hip-hop
Fuck your bitch with a dick thicker than Shaq's thigh
I insult you by saying I would have sex with your significant other using a huge penis
You can't nod off, this is a crack high
You can't ignore this, the situation is serious
Stab you in your fucking face with a jack knife
I will attack you brutally with a knife
I love bitches who suck dick and half-dyke
I have a crude and misogynistic attitude towards women
I'm just sick, I'll beat your brain, doc, with a flashlight
I am mentally ill and would commit violent acts with a flashlight
A black mag lite, you other rappers fag fight
I would use a black mag lite to attack other rappers and insult their masculinity
We don't battle, I have your family crawlin' up the bagpipes
We don't engage in traditional rap battles, I would hurt your family members in a gruesome way
And the preachers preach, pine box in the fucking facial features fixed
Even the religious leaders are corrupt, willing to arrange funerals with fake makeup
Whoops, I mean fixed, push don't mean shit
I pretend to correct myself but it doesn't matter anyway
When a dope fiend lean on a custom green whip
When a drug addict leans on a customized green car
Everlast, Ill Bill, Slaine, and D-Boy, Lethal, Left Cage
A list of rappers involved in the song
We got you ?
We've got you under our control
We b-boys who destroy on both coasts
We are hip-hop enthusiasts who also destroy our opponents
Tote toasts and sold coke with gold ropes
We carried guns and sold cocaine while wearing expensive jewelry
I come from where hope goes to die
I am from a hopeless and miserable place
Where dreams get crushed and the bullets fly
Aspirations fail and there is widespread violence
La Coka Nostra till I die
I am a member of the La Coka Nostra and will be until I die
Contributed by Brody R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.