"Black Helicopters" lyrics
"Black Helicopters"
(feat. Necro)
[ILL BILL:]
Had the time of his life
A capitalist with a communist wife
Started to fight and did to cats what God did to Christ
Hardly the type to give garbage advice
He was larger than life
He'd penetrate the roof of your car with a spike
Trained by an insane ex-Marine
CIA traitor, renegade assassin android
Past deployed piloting black helicopter choppers over Bosnia
Sniffing so much coke, nose was fucked up and bled a lot
For all y'all bystanders
Baggy-ass jeans to hide your Bangarangs
And thugged the fuck out
Hang with bash-in-your-face-gat-gangsta governments
These other kids is like the drunken bitch
That sucked a hundred dicks at your party then cried rape
Plus the hooker lies great
Sniff another line to get your mind straight
Pull out the nine and start shooting people
Money ain't the root of evil, it be much more than that
America taught me how to kidnap and torture cats
Exit the Stargate, initial perception quickens my heart rate
This dark place, planet Earth, orbits one star
I've come from afar, far away state of mind
Open up your third eye, black helicopters in the sky
Exit the Stargate, initial perception quickens my heart rate
This dark place, planet Earth, orbits one star
I've come from afar, far away state of mind
Open up your third eye, black helicopters in the sky
[Goretex:]
I need G's so I can jet easier, my crib's tapped
I suspect Ether, that's why I'm out of touch with the media
Under-covers like Pete Seeger, I couldn't tell neither
Watching the projects with a van of speakers
Peeping how my kids rest, banging my whizz for hours
Surveillance tapes, pissing in Kings Plaza, even got us after hours
Drug parties, golden showers on the poor shiksa
Work for the FBI, so anytime I might whisper
My scary team be like barely clean, rocking Israeli genes
That's why I mostly heard and rarely seen
Realization soaked in urgency
Can't escape history's pen, I be the worst of me
[ILL BILL:]
Exit the Stargate, initial perception quickens my heart rate
This dark place, planet Earth, orbits one star
I've come from afar, far away state of mind
Open up your third eye, black helicopters in the sky
Exit the Stargate, initial perception quickens my heart rate
This dark place, planet Earth, orbits one star
I've come from afar, far away state of mind
Open up your third eye, black helicopters in the sky
[Sabac:]
This cop bring the city hoppa like a rocka with binoculars
Took me, these two Rastas and a mobster to cap the hostage
Said that we were impostors and an inpatient government agent
From the United Nations, said that we had the proper information
About the aliens, vegetarians, devils, and Aryans
(These are civilized Barbarians, we'll fucking bury them!)
The Rasta said, "You a pussy blood clot!" and got shot
I'm like fuck this, I'm blowing up spots, 'cause shit is hot
We know about the plan to fill the projects with contraband
Drop bombs on Brazil so you can kill and conquer land
Your drug trafficking, your new creation for disease
To control the population in the states and overseas
You put poison in the weed and the milk we feed our seeds
You looked shocked that Sabac could know the plots to all of these
Took his Glock, licked a shot when the bastard wasn't looking
Threw him out, then the mobster flew the chopper back to Brooklyn
[ILL BILL:]
Exit the Stargate, initial perception quickens my heart rate
This dark place, planet Earth, orbits one star
I've come from afar, far away state of mind
Open up your third eye, black helicopters in the sky
Exit the Stargate, initial perception quickens my heart rate
This dark place, planet Earth, orbits one star
I've come from afar, far away state of mind
Open up your third eye, black helicopters in the sky
Writer(s): William Braunstein, Mitchell Manzanilla, John Fuentes
- AZLyrics
- N
- Non Phixion Lyrics
compilation: "The Past, The Present And The Future Is Now" (2000)
album:
"The Future Is Now" (2002)
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