Ill Bill - Septagram lyrics

[Intro] Thousands of years before the dawn of civilization, evil magicians fought for supremacy It's mine! The ultimate power! Power which can convert thought waves into material action! There is nothing I cannot do! Nothing! [Verse 1: ILL Bill] Anton LaVey Fu Manchu facial hair Goons with the hateful stare Move with palatial flare Young Carey Busey (beucarrial??) Uzi Young Cosby, (Harry Busey is ..strawberry roofies) Young Ozzy creepin' the gra** spray with the milli chrome Skii-mask on my face like it's really cold Summer time but my blood like icicles Possessed by a demon whose name is undecipherable The tip of every hollow twirl like a football Shocking to see that half of your head's what it took off I'm like murder with the Mac 11 The fine swirlin' from the barrel like past redemption Spaz with the chopper savage like acid to vodka I'm like the Grim Reaper but carrying shotgun Met with culties that would go December closed when d**h approached the end is close yet to tote finesse to the freshet rose (?) Puffery from an Academy Marina Slugs from my niner (?) will make you dance like a ballerina Like dust in the wind Like angels in the hellfire Sounded like a twelve-gauge in the jail riot Opposite of heavy hill proper stay quiet Spray five got your predator like date line Cut from the cloth of a lost tribe of gladiators Run the microphone or get your f**ing hands amputated [Outro] After six thousand years the curse has ended. Who summoned my spirits from the depths of time? I do! I command your help in overthrowing my enemies! Hahaha! Fool! What care I for such as you! Begone growling dog! Before my destruction I was gathering magical powers for the conquest of the world! I shall yet build an everlasting empire of Black Magic