Killarmy released numerous singles from 1995 to 1997, including "Swinging Swords" and "Camouflage Ninjas" as well as the Sunz Of Man collaborations "Wake Up" and "Soldiers of Darkness". The album Silent Weapons For Quiet Wars was released in 1997 just after the release of the Wu-Tang Clan's second album, as well as a 12" single containing two tracks from the album, "Wu-Renegades" and "Clash of the Titans". Shortly after the group's manager General Wise was shot dead in Steubenville, but the group pressed on undeterred, appearing on the Wu-Tang Killa Bees: The Swarm compilation and each making numerous appearances on other Wu-Tang projects from the Clansmen themselves and from other affiliates. The group's second album Dirty Weaponry was released in 1998 and the third, Fear, Love & War was released on September 11, 2001. In 2002, the group received some controversy following the Washington D.C. sniper attacks. On an episode of Tim Russert's Meet the Press, Russert and Montgomery County police chief Charles Moose stated that Killarmy influenced the shootings, and referenced a number of lyrics to support the claims. Despite the press attention, nothing materialized from the accusations. In 2002, Dom Pachino became the first group member to release a solo album, with Tera Iz Him. 9th Prince followed in 2003 with his solo debut Granddaddy Flow. ShoGun Assasson is rumored to be the next member to release a solo album.
Doomsday
Killarmy Lyrics
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[ chorus: Holocaust ]
This is doomsday for MCs with hollow skills
And fake ass fives that they don't even drive
Hip hop is war and only strong MCs will survive
( 2x )
[ Holocaust ]
Half dead platoon leader but woken by enemy heaters
Juggernot on the block lash shots at armed retreaters
Why teach it to the utmost unified?
Fuck coast, conquered galaxies leaving the banner ruthless cut throats
Brains explode, bloddy spatters on the road
My thoughts unfold and strip away the nutrients of your soul
Hearts cold, blast shots through your nosehole
I'm hostile, the slugs ricochet through your nostril
Strike your tonsils
Black kid, creep between walls like an arachnid
Smash hits that open you like bullets wit glass tips
Kill braid, the black sea serpent who swallow ships
My fists become glocks and my knuckles hollow tips
P loopbart the dirt, and raise dead soldiers wit a curse
Bury thieves wit no headstones so they get back to the earth
Still shinin, I'm the sun, wars increase by the ton
Hands metamorph into axes, fuck guns, shot out your lungs
Yo, yo
[ chorus ] ( 2x )
[ P.R. Terrorist ]
Yo, yo, yo
We may bomb this, we seem harmless, check the calmest
My palm hits like a close fist, breakin jauntis
You crab ass try to think fast you slow down
All six got trey pounds, its thirty six rounds
The pristeen, unheard, unseen, the A team
Murder being provoked face the red beam
Street hop, excite bike triple my smoke screen
Sped fast, five hundred crabs have fled the crime scene
Out of state, switch the plates, Canib on run dunn
Sped fast, rub on the gas, they're comin fast
On they ninja bike, Kawasaki tights a two key prototype
Sure we still got height, then I made a right
Hit the brake, threw a head fake, last the clutch, I'm out of state
Full speed ahead never look back always escape
[ chorus ] ( 2x )
[ Beretta 9 ]
Layin in the dark war trench
Covered in mud strong corpse stench
Monkey wrench, adjusting my mic, fatigues drenched
From soldiers insides, scriptures hidden up in my archives
Dodge and throw knives hand to hand combat takin lives
Many lost, many took it wit force
Some linger wit the disease
Born infection known as the bee stinger
Its doomsday you rap singers
Mockingbirds marking my words
This shit is war up in the terrorist arena
[ chorus ] ( 2x )
This is Doomsday
The lyrics to Killarmy's song "Doomsday" are a condemnation of weak MCs and an assertion of the strength of true MCs. The chorus, delivered by Holocaust, makes it clear that hip hop is a war, and only those with true skills will survive. Holocaust's verse continues this theme by describing himself as a "half dead platoon leader" who is woken by enemy gunfire. He describes himself as a conqueror who has left galaxies in ruins, and he strikes fear into his enemies with his hostility and skill at killing.
P.R. Terrorist picks up where Holocaust leaves off, describing himself as a lethal weapon who is both calm and deadly. He paints a picture of himself and his crew as unstoppable warriors who are always able to escape danger. Finally, Beretta 9 offers a more contemplative take on the theme of the song. He describes himself as a soldier in a dark war trench, covered in mud and surrounded by the stench of corpses. He speaks of hidden scriptures and hand-to-hand combat, and he warns that this is a war in the "terrorist arena."
Overall, "Doomsday" is a celebration of true MCs who have the skills and strength to survive in the world of hip hop. It is also a warning to those who would try to make it in hip hop without these essential qualities.
Line by Line Meaning
This is doomsday for MCs with hollow skills
MCs with no true talent or substance are bound to fail in this competitive industry
Who talk about clothing articles and dollar bills
Rappers who focus solely on materialistic possessions and money lack depth and authentic creativity
And fake ass fives that they don't even drive
Showing off cars that they don't actually possess reveals their lack of authenticity and attempts at faking success
Hip hop is war and only strong MCs will survive
The rap industry is extremely competitive, and only those with true talent, originality, and perseverance will succeed
Half dead platoon leader but woken by enemy heaters
Someone who was once struggling but was emboldened and empowered by challenges from adversaries
Juggernot on the block lash shots at armed retreaters
A fierce warrior who takes no prisoners, attacking those who try to flee from a fight
Why teach it to the utmost unified?
Promoting unity and teamwork among fellow MCs, working together towards a common goal
Fuck coast, conquered galaxies leaving the banner ruthless cut throats
Rejecting regional boundaries or rivalries, taking over the rap world through sheer strength and aggression
Brains explode, bloddy spatters on the road
Causing extreme damage, annihilating one's opponent through sheer force and violent means
My thoughts unfold and strip away the nutrients of your soul
The brutal lyrics and aggression in my rap destroys my opponent's spirit, leaving them broken and defeated
Hearts cold, blast shots through your nosehole
Being ruthless, attacking brutally and inflicting major damage without any remorse
I'm hostile, the slugs ricochet through your nostril
Brutally attacking my opponent, with bullets ricocheting through their nostrils
Black kid, creep between walls like an arachnid
Lurking in the shadows, hidden from sight, like a spider
Smash hits that open you like bullets wit glass tips
Rapping aggressively, attacking with a ferocity that feels like bullets with glass tips
Kill braid, the black sea serpent who swallow ships
A powerful force to be reckoned with, devouring and taking down anything in its path
My fists become glocks and my knuckles hollow tips
My prowess in hand-to-hand combat and skill at fighting is so advanced, it is equivalent to using powerful weaponry
P loopbart the dirt, and raise dead soldiers wit a curse
Summoning the spirits of dead soldiers, bringing them back to life with a curse
Bury thieves wit no headstones so they get back to the earth
Attacking those who steal or deceive, burying them without a grave marker as punishment
We may bomb this, we seem harmless, check the calmest
Appearing unassuming but ready to strike, pretending not to be a threat
My palm hits like a close fist, breakin jauntis
Hitting with full force, capable of breaking an opponent in one swift move
You crab ass try to think fast you slow down
People who underestimate me will soon realize their mistake, ultimately slowing down and losing
All six got trey pounds, its thirty six rounds
All my team members have weapons with thirty six rounds each, representing our readiness and preparedness for battle
Layin in the dark war trench
Being surrounded by darkness and war-torn chaos, fighting to survive
Covered in mud strong corpse stench
Being absolutely filthy, covered in mud and smelling of death and decay
Monkey wrench, adjusting my mic, fatigues drenched
Preparing to rap and perform despite being in the middle of a battle or war zone, likely exhausted and drenched in sweat
From soldiers insides, scriptures hidden up in my archives
The powerful and inspiring content of my rap lyrics comes from the stories and experiences of soldiers who have fought in wars before me
Dodge and throw knives hand to hand combat takin lives
Fighting up close and personal, using knives and hand-to-hand combat to take down opponents
Many lost, many took it wit force
Many have fallen due to the brutality of war, but some have survived using sheer force and determination
Some linger wit the disease
Some are suffering from the emotional and physical effects of warfare, leaving them forever changed
Born infection known as the bee stinger
The pain and lasting impact of warfare is like being infected with a sting from a bee, constant, sharp, and difficult to remove
Mockingbirds marking my words
My music and lyrics are spreading far and wide, impacting anyone who hears them like mockingbirds announcing my message to the world
This shit is war up in the terrorist arena
The rap industry is cutthroat and competitive, resembling a battlefield full of intense conflict and competition
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
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@seancurry579
Holocaust is sooooooooo underrated!!!!
@soopersooper3291
He's a good dude.
@Jimsock3y3
All 3 had ill verses. Warcloud sounding like a real war general, Beretta 9 with one of the flyest verses ever, and Dom with the gritty warzone rhymes bringin u back down to the trenches
@RellyPendergrass
My first time hearing this album. Always good to hear some more Wu sound. Gritty, joint is slappin
@brendagriffin579
To all 14 people that doesn't like this song, y'all don't know what real Hip Hop is, y'all need to open up your ears and soul to genuine music!
@luckyhorseplayer
Those 14 people probably eat rice with their fingers.
@TheTRZA1973
Warcloud is the rapper everyone wishes they were!!! This is a tune!!! Don't make them like this anymore!!!
@benitosalazareltoroloco9021
On Silkworm "Black man whose veins littered with thorns, backslap you so hard all your seeds will be born deformed"... !!! If he debuted in 2020 Wayne, Drake, and whoever else would run in the house! He would chew em up
@tanequamcbride7284
Is that the second to the last one that raps? Whole song 🔥 🔥 but I was most impressed by that verse!
@saveriopersichilli1129
He's the most underrated spitter of all time...he's literally insane .actually spent time in a mental institution.