Heavy Metal Kings - Oath of the Goat lyrics
[Heavy Metal Kings - Oath of the Goat lyrics]
One neighborhood will put their
Barrio on the wall
And then, you know, we come in
Write next to it
Or cross em out and they’ll cross us back out
And then it gets into um, you know
Maybe a fist fight and then
Maybe guys will get knifed
Behind it and then shooting
And then someone dies
And you know they might wanna get back at us
And if they do get back at us we
Might go down and kill two of em then they’ll
Come back and maybe get one of us and
We’ll go back and get two or three more it
Just goes on and on it don’t stop
Homie, you can call me hot furnace
ILL Bill AKA Nocturnus
Walk up to you at point
Blank range and pop burners
Walk away like nothing happened
Walking while I’m clapping
Laughing while I’m talking
Awesome with the Magnum, spasm
With the four-fifth, caution with the asthma
The OG kush we smoke will send
Your lungs into a spasm
Live fast and we die young
A bunch of live guns
Get your mind flung through space and time
When we rhyme run for the hills Iron Maiden
Die in pain have your entire society rioting
Flipping over cars violently then fiery
The double gun salute, a hundred guns asking
"Who the fuck is you?" we the top tier
You could get your head popped here
Stop there
We could earth you and nobody would care
And that’s deeper than an unborn
In the womb of a prawn at the bottom
Of the Indian Ocean in the calm
What’s the worst thing you
Can imagine? And they'll
Tell me a shotgun suicide i’ll say
Okay yeah shotgun
Suicide a person hadn’t been
Found for six weeks
They lived in filth, they were a junkie
They had an animal that was
Eating them for six
Weeks that animal died and then we get called
I’ll go anywhere I want
I don’t have clearance
Carnivore, don’t eat anything that
Don’t have parents
I’m jihadist, I go to war with God-fearers
Elohim, Rosicrucians, and cross-bearers
I don’t sign up for war
It’s no enlistment papers
My hands fast, they pyrotechnic initiators
I don’t have any close friends
Just distant neighbors
Cause I don’t listen to
Christians or crucifixion wavers
I don’t listen to anyone that
Ain’t been to war
I don’t listen to anyone if
They ain’t been poor
I ain’t ever going back to
Where I been before
And I ain’t going fucking back to lose, win
Or draw tell your whole fucking fam
Vinnie P a problem and my four-fifth sick
It got a sneezing problem
It’s the Heavy Metal Kings
You know that we a problem
And y’all ain’t saying shit, now
Y’all have a breathing problem, yeah
Certainly no one wants to be overly-dramatic
About it or glorify it
But to be a gang member is to
Be a soldier in a guerrilla war
For those who fight it the war
No less dangerous and bloody than
World War 2 or Vietnam there is
No one enemy, but several
And these enemies are not in some distant
Land or far-away stronghold they’re
Across the street
Down the road, up the hill, around
The corner, all around there are battles
Combat with large forces
Darkened schoolyards, parks there’s
Night-time bushwhacking and ambushing
The enemy streaking by in cars
Guns blazing or taking careful
Aim from some secure vantage point
Or leaping
From hiding places with knives, boards
Or shanks
Barrio on the wall
And then, you know, we come in
Write next to it
Or cross em out and they’ll cross us back out
And then it gets into um, you know
Maybe a fist fight and then
Maybe guys will get knifed
Behind it and then shooting
And then someone dies
And you know they might wanna get back at us
And if they do get back at us we
Might go down and kill two of em then they’ll
Come back and maybe get one of us and
We’ll go back and get two or three more it
Just goes on and on it don’t stop
Homie, you can call me hot furnace
ILL Bill AKA Nocturnus
Walk up to you at point
Blank range and pop burners
Walk away like nothing happened
Walking while I’m clapping
Laughing while I’m talking
Awesome with the Magnum, spasm
With the four-fifth, caution with the asthma
The OG kush we smoke will send
Your lungs into a spasm
Live fast and we die young
A bunch of live guns
Get your mind flung through space and time
When we rhyme run for the hills Iron Maiden
Die in pain have your entire society rioting
Flipping over cars violently then fiery
The double gun salute, a hundred guns asking
"Who the fuck is you?" we the top tier
You could get your head popped here
Stop there
We could earth you and nobody would care
And that’s deeper than an unborn
In the womb of a prawn at the bottom
Of the Indian Ocean in the calm
What’s the worst thing you
Can imagine? And they'll
Tell me a shotgun suicide i’ll say
Okay yeah shotgun
Suicide a person hadn’t been
Found for six weeks
They lived in filth, they were a junkie
They had an animal that was
Eating them for six
Weeks that animal died and then we get called
I’ll go anywhere I want
I don’t have clearance
Carnivore, don’t eat anything that
Don’t have parents
I’m jihadist, I go to war with God-fearers
Elohim, Rosicrucians, and cross-bearers
I don’t sign up for war
It’s no enlistment papers
My hands fast, they pyrotechnic initiators
I don’t have any close friends
Just distant neighbors
Cause I don’t listen to
Christians or crucifixion wavers
I don’t listen to anyone that
Ain’t been to war
I don’t listen to anyone if
They ain’t been poor
I ain’t ever going back to
Where I been before
And I ain’t going fucking back to lose, win
Or draw tell your whole fucking fam
Vinnie P a problem and my four-fifth sick
It got a sneezing problem
It’s the Heavy Metal Kings
You know that we a problem
And y’all ain’t saying shit, now
Y’all have a breathing problem, yeah
Certainly no one wants to be overly-dramatic
About it or glorify it
But to be a gang member is to
Be a soldier in a guerrilla war
For those who fight it the war
No less dangerous and bloody than
World War 2 or Vietnam there is
No one enemy, but several
And these enemies are not in some distant
Land or far-away stronghold they’re
Across the street
Down the road, up the hill, around
The corner, all around there are battles
Combat with large forces
Darkened schoolyards, parks there’s
Night-time bushwhacking and ambushing
The enemy streaking by in cars
Guns blazing or taking careful
Aim from some secure vantage point
Or leaping
From hiding places with knives, boards
Or shanks