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heavy metal kings - seance gone wrong lyrics

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[introductory interview]
heavy metal rules, heavy metal rules, all that punk sh-t sucks. it doesn’t belong in this world… it belongs on f-cking mars, man! what the h-ll is punk sh-t? and madonna, madonna can go to h-ll as far as i’m concerned, she’s a d-ck. i mean seriously, heavy metal definitely rules. twisted sister, judas priest, dokken… ozzy, scorpions, they all rule! yeah, she’s tripping jack daniels, it all rules! all that sh-t rules! this punk sh-t circle of sh-t and the d-cks and all, that can go to h-ll, i don’t care. yeah, i don’t really give a sh-t about that kind of punk f-ck…

[verse 1: vinnie paz]
acid with bear stanley, i’m trying to see where the demons are
jesus christ heeded advice and followed the bleeding star
i told shorty to take me where the cathedrals are
all of y’all are phony and you’re fruity like a freezer bar
you can’t be the f-cking man if you don’t work for it
nevermind meeting the deacon, pleading in church for it
i’ll beat this f-cking dummy with a surfboard
i wouldn’t say i like to k!ll, it’s more i thirst for it
the synagogue of satan, they was cursed for it
shamash the god of babylon my first thought
banish this motherf-cker from earth for it
he made a mockery of god and he was cursed for it (cursed for it)
this is how a animal supposed to rap
tristar cobra shotty turn ’em like a cul de sac
i’m made of liquid metal like the terminator
bodies in a back, i k!ll a rat like the exterminator

[hook x4]
satan’s first born through the seance gone wrong
spray the squad car and shoot the cop through the door

[verse 2: ill bill]
iron armored pistols, spiders the size of armadillos
molly pills in ziploc bags the size of pillows
speak from the gut
fall for nothing, believe in less
rather embrace suffering then achieve in death
praise jesus
hate the real carrie underwood
bricks blue and white like aryan brotherhood
“hail satan” scribbled with a crayon on the wall
pay with your soul in a seance gone wrong
angel statues with bleeding eyes
sentence my enemies to die
for centuries of treacheries and lies
his eyes resemble a throat slit by knives
sleep’s the cousin of death but he functions like he’s alive
shooters who would spray
were students of lavey
consuming the depraved
until all humans are enslaved
fatal princes speak to demons through scriptures
creep with pistols, squeeze a fistful, we official
leave you leaking “fo’ shizzle”

[hook x4]
satan’s first born through the seance gone wrong
spray the squad car and shoot the cop through the door

[verse 3: goretex]
i spot bills green like trust funds
blazing godfather triple henny and dust blunts
captain & tennille, c-ke shades, i’m in the m-ss with gloves
life’s a b-tch, i still f-ck her till she sh-ts blood
no more older sl-ts and inverted stunts
arrogance of murder, i’ll be upstate for thirty months
all i need is a dirty judge and a virgin m-ff
we run detergents on blocks so we can turn it up
back up in your corpse paint
grim to match the ceiling
degenerate nihilist super-violence and racketeering
my goon stay pushing that (???)
every floor in the project like lufthansa and air france
(???) get that work from rastas
mean streets like johnny boy exploding mailboxes
coward like rod carew ketamine in my new suit
bribing cops like feeding elephants at the f-cking zoo

[hook x4]
satan’s first born through the seance gone wrong
spray the squad car and shoot the cop through the door

[outro]
you’re wild, man, wild!



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