Blood Meridian Heavy Metal Kings

[Intro]
RIP season begins
Murder murder, killer killer
RIP season begins
Murder murder, killer killer
RIP

[Verse 1: ILL BILL]
I’m like L’Amours in ‘85, pull out the sawed-off and spray mine
Lord of Chaos perform the séance, burnt sherm up in the trees
ILL BILL, terminal disease, murder the police
Nuns giving blowjobs, gerbils in the priest
My drug cauldron like Buzz Aldrin, I’ll put you in a fucking coffin
And toss you off a cliff with a forklift
I’m awesome, so amazing and so fortunate
So if you fuck with my family, I might have to torture your kids
Cover the most villainous gang with carnivorous ants
Screaming in horror while they rip off their skin with their hands
People pay me over the average nation’s loss of default
Forcing baby stroller decapitation corporate recalls
Baptized in Babylon, born to run the landmine marathon
The Lamb of God that killed Camelot
Roaming like a renegade samurai
Sodomania, Romania, who rhymes zanier?
I’m the king of Mesopotamia