Symphony Of War - Ill Bill

Heavy Metal Kings

I told Ozzy to bite the head off of that bat, I’m awesome at that

Cauldron of crack, my symphony’s a waltz with a gat

Dance with the Grim Reaper, leading up with the street sweeper

Then fuck her with the broomstick until she bleeds ether

Feast on the heart of Goliath, heart of a lion

Part of a dying martyr brigade conquering tyrant

Gave birth to your death — I’m the father of violence

The Alpha, the Omega, the palm of Osiris, palm of Ramirez

My concert appearance is like a cross between Manson and Osama with lyrics

This is hardcore hip hop, homie

You just escaped from the Matrix if you’re hearing this song

Let’s celebrate this like the Vikings when they conquered York

The Gods of war, we never knock — we shot through the door, we entrepreneurs

Move this to the unusual type of freebase

Move swift like a nuclear device in a briefcase