Eye Is the King - Ill Bill, Vinnie Paz

My fist is a gun, my fingers is individual pistols

System overload, glitches toe to toe, eye to eye, soul to soul

Walk amongst the lords of war, soldier gore

Calls these invisible walls to fall

Mental slavery, skids a metal prison corridor, cult leader orator

Since I was a shorty y’all busy with the .44

The black flag represent the skull and the guns

It’s like selling a MAC-11 to Attila the Hun

The ultimate in cult leaders, adult folk villains

Coke dealings in the champagne room with broke feeling

So fake amongst plastic piranhas

I’mma put you all to sleep in some acid pyjamas

Central intelligence odyssey, mind control biography

MK-Ultra, extraterrestrial sodomy

Way beyond astronomy, double-O like Sean Connery

We walk silently with big silencers violently

Everything William Cooper was talking about then is happening now

Malachi York was way ahead of his time too, it’s wild

«In the land of the blind the man with one eye is the king»

My fist is a gun, every finger’s an individual sword

You either living with Shaytan or you living with God

I make metal with the cult leader orator

Since I was shorty y’all busy with Bacardi raw

I cock the .44, symphonies by Marley Marl

I would splatter all of y’all, shit y’all never saw before

Vinnie and his dogs of war, bombs the size of soccer balls

Since y’all was inside the walls tortured with the waterboards

Grab him by his throat, take his fucking head and scalp him

I carry black metal like I’m Venom’s second album

Support Dr. York, don’t believe what’s said about him

Strangle non-believers till the fucking redness out him

If we don’t like what they saying I guess we have to drown em

All they see is the demon lord and death around em

I’m made of mercury alloy like I was in amalgam

No matter how you look at it cousin death is the outcome