[Verse One: King Syze]
We them motherfucking bombers explosive fire a federal building
Vietnam general killing with memorable spitting
Insane ripper who’s hyper than caine sniffers
The Heavy Metal Kings with Syze, we the main figures
Lyricals you don’t want a physical confrontation
Speak in moderation man we the army we the fucking nation
Don’t disrespect the man that dis AIDS
I’ll be locked in the cage man before I show I’m bitch-made
You’s a switchblade nigga I’m a fucking cannon
The .22, I’m a 3-5-7 Magnum
You’s a handgun, homie we a tank squad
Dudes better thank God, man we hitting tracks hard
Any given time I’mma ask what y’all want now
Hydraulic when I’m rapping I’m fracking the underground
In the surgical mood making vertical moves
While y’all lateral pass man we laughing at fools
[Hook]
Yo Syze gonna kill shit, Bill gonna kill shit
Put em on the floor Paz hit em with the steel tip
Fuck being grown, we back up on that old shit
Disrespect us and you’ll leave with your dome split
[Verse Two: Ill Bill]
I’ll spill the devil’s blood, drink and kill devil rum
Black flag, metal gun, have you praying to God like Reverend Run
You’d better run for the hills like Uncle Howie running for krillz
A hundred a pill, gun in your grill
Peep the Jolly Roger, smoking like a Bob Marley concert
Run your mouth you get Molly ?
We got shipwrecked at Kitty Hawk
Kidnapped the man’s daughter
He don’t pay the ransom cut that bitch’s titties off
A true gentleman, braveheart veteran with metal skin
Settle things, travel with the devil’s wings
We about to throw people overboard, the overlord
What’s the code of law? We don’t give a fuck, we rewrote em all
The new mutants from a long line of goon shooters
New computers, new holochips and new Rugers
Violent creeps, piracy on the highest seas
Dying in the streets lying live beneath where my tires be
We them motherfucking bombers explosive fire a federal building
Vietnam general killing with memorable spitting
Insane ripper who’s hyper than caine sniffers
The Heavy Metal Kings with Syze, we the main figures
Lyricals you don’t want a physical confrontation
Speak in moderation man we the army we the fucking nation
Don’t disrespect the man that dis AIDS
I’ll be locked in the cage man before I show I’m bitch-made
You’s a switchblade nigga I’m a fucking cannon
The .22, I’m a 3-5-7 Magnum
You’s a handgun, homie we a tank squad
Dudes better thank God, man we hitting tracks hard
Any given time I’mma ask what y’all want now
Hydraulic when I’m rapping I’m fracking the underground
In the surgical mood making vertical moves
While y’all lateral pass man we laughing at fools
[Hook]
Yo Syze gonna kill shit, Bill gonna kill shit
Put em on the floor Paz hit em with the steel tip
Fuck being grown, we back up on that old shit
Disrespect us and you’ll leave with your dome split
[Verse Two: Ill Bill]
I’ll spill the devil’s blood, drink and kill devil rum
Black flag, metal gun, have you praying to God like Reverend Run
You’d better run for the hills like Uncle Howie running for krillz
A hundred a pill, gun in your grill
Peep the Jolly Roger, smoking like a Bob Marley concert
Run your mouth you get Molly ?
We got shipwrecked at Kitty Hawk
Kidnapped the man’s daughter
He don’t pay the ransom cut that bitch’s titties off
A true gentleman, braveheart veteran with metal skin
Settle things, travel with the devil’s wings
We about to throw people overboard, the overlord
What’s the code of law? We don’t give a fuck, we rewrote em all
The new mutants from a long line of goon shooters
New computers, new holochips and new Rugers
Violent creeps, piracy on the highest seas
Dying in the streets lying live beneath where my tires be
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