Rhyme Asylum, Darkstar , ILL BILL - Open Mic Surgery lyrics

Lock your doors I’m rotten to the horror core
Valkyries clean up after my dogs of war
Won’t be pigeon-holed I’m a bird of prey
Put me a category I’ll put
You in a early grave lucifer reject
Shoulders are stumps from where I
Used to have three heads
(Possessed) there can only be one
Before my soul reach hell
Scatter my ashes over the sun
Not holding my tongue, I say what I feel
I’m the hand that rocks the cradle of filth
I don’t wanna live life
The suicidal sword swallower
Slitting my throat from the inside
Open my windpipe
Corpses rise from the grave when
My names spoken at midnight
Inflict indescribable pain
Don’t drink drive
Drink Strychnine and pilot a plane



Down for survival
Left at the ‘Hour of Reprisal’
My verse coerce worse than the
Power of the Bible
The game changed I stay raw
Spitting chainsaws configuring bars like
I’m rigging Claymores
We ain’t singing or dancing
Kids in my camp is a
Fam more satanic than Manson
American, my partner in Canada lampin’
Watch your eye contact or get slammed
With the hammer for glancing
The Last be a savage beast
Any rapper in the path of
Me is actually a casualty
Have pity for cats that have to battle me
Cause catastrophe
Naturally never will my disaster cease
I dispatch beef Frank Castley

Psiklone Possessed Skirmish & Billy Idol
Plus Last conceal rifles spill ya vitals

I keep my eyes peeled with hunting knives
My voice alone provokes stone gargoyles
To come to life
Gave nightmares spitting Lucifer lullabies
Tried a hundred times but can't
Seem to fucking die run and hide
When disaster strikes
The whole worlds looking at
Me like Busta Rhymes
Turn the London eye colour blind
Muscles thrive off natural steroids
In my blood supply psiklone a sick psycho
Drink and spit nitro and sprint so
Quick I switch time zones
Bury my landlords under the floor
When lightning strikes I hit back
With double the force
Death sentences riddled with wise words
Like the titanic you've only touched the
Tip of the ice berg
Grab minotaurs by the horns
I’m a higher force and I learnt
To fly before I could walk

Break your bones with built in brass knuckles
NOS cylinders inside my legs as calf muscles
Sprint against an avalanche souls expire
Exposed to the smokeless fire
Of this dragon’s wrath
Tarot cards, dealt death in every pack
Thought in my mind racing
Completing memory lapse
Would suffocate to death if
I swallowed my pride
My heart attacks in battles
Between body and mind
The earth rumbles and quakes at
My coming of age
An appetite for destruction stepping
Up to the plate
(My) Skins senseless to cigarette burns
Coz I’m charged on an
Overdose of Nilapat herbs
Inhale I love the smell of death in the air
In the midst of war holding my
Severed head by the hair
I’m never level headed, an unbalanced mind
That sent my pulsating heart and
Dead roses to my valentine

A cannibalistic orgy of words born
To torture the earth
Thought’s are berserk, lost in the verse
Cauldron’s will burst the bubble
Cursed for trouble, danger, misfortune
My words resemble the strangeness
Of Chris Walken
We just talking, conversations with God
Shout at the devil thousands
Of rebel martyrs assemble
Under a black flag with the white
Skull and guns on it
Drink vodka straight out of the
Bottle and puff chronic
Better yet catch me with
Snoop drinking Tanqueray
Listening to Cuban Linx 2 in the lab with Rae
"The Hour of Reprisal" gave me cash and fame
Next stop homie - you’ll catch me
In the lab with Dre
I had Premo on my album had Muggs on my album
Had models from Brazil chopping up
Drugs on my album this is Ill Billy Crystal
The kid with the frown
Spitting it loud get outta my way
I’ma piss in the crowd