Anthrax Island
作词 : Shane Bunting/Kiley Hendriks/West Henry Plischke
作曲 : Shane Bunting/Kiley Hendriks/West Henry Plischke
(Mad Child)
Yo, I'm a cannibal on
Anthrax Island
Dine on my victims swervin' through pylons
Chamber music, car parked in dungeons
Stun gun, never sound redundant, funded
I don't give a ****, more bang for your buck
You got **** to talk, you got's **** to suck
Repent my sins, wipe the prints leave the crime
Cold-blooded killers with medieval minds
The sober overdose poems roam like freight trains
The **** is back on weight gain, powder
No one man stand prouder
Pitbull, test a fire of gun powder.
Bright blue speck of light, cause from handstand
Dime in the jukebox, '65
Mustang Pepsi
Cola, palm tress,
The Fonz Mad stab with bayonet, girls spin baton
Three com platoon, full moon conquer
Longer, we stay in the lake we grow stronger
Molotov ****tail, locked and loaded
Murder MC's for free with no motive
Hard time relaxin', not used to taxes
Sick Vikings roll with crossbow axes
Bang this ***** plus, who you really down with?
I'm all around the world
You're on some hangin' down town ****. (Prevail)
Yo, that **** was **** (Mad Child)
Yo thanks
Prev, yo rock that ****. (Prevail)
Two steps ahead, too hard to swallow this
Eye glass reflection tubes of astrologists
Stars, galaxies, galleries of harm's way
Front and back row's untamed
Crucial, using maximum amount of brain
Grinding the edge of my axe to stay awake
Lanes shifted, stay at a distance
Half my with the sentence, hail the viscous
Double helix, mumbling rejects
Hear in the rock terrible knuckles our defense
Buckle under the enormous pressure of my presence
Since I humble those with even the most eager of intentions.
It hurts, when it works, in reverse and you find
That you truly have a mind of art
But your mouth doesn't want to help you out
When you speak and all you do is spit a line of chalk
I'm responsible for this, invisible pulsars on the wrist
What's a risk, if you don't believe that one exists
Gases on Venus, dancers in
Vegas Pull up by them other pits (Shiiit) you can't mistake us
Eyes full of hunger, strive to pull you under
Eat a limited circle, speak in energy circles
Prevail One,
The Rob The
Viking, Mad
Child S and
M we guaranteed, to breed the call of the wild
Anthrax IslandLRC歌词
作词 : Shane Bunting/Kiley Hendriks/West Henry Plischke
作曲 : Shane Bunting/Kiley Hendriks/West Henry Plischke
(Mad Child)
Yo, I'm a cannibal on
Anthrax Island
Dine on my victims swervin' through pylons
Chamber music, car parked in dungeons
Stun gun, never sound redundant, funded
I don't give a ****, more bang for your buck
You got **** to talk, you got's **** to suck
Repent my sins, wipe the prints leave the crime
Cold-blooded killers with medieval minds
The sober overdose poems roam like freight trains
The **** is back on weight gain, powder
No one man stand prouder
Pitbull, test a fire of gun powder.
Bright blue speck of light, cause from handstand
Dime in the jukebox, '65
Mustang Pepsi
Cola, palm tress,
The Fonz Mad stab with bayonet, girls spin baton
Three com platoon, full moon conquer
Longer, we stay in the lake we grow stronger
Molotov ****tail, locked and loaded
Murder MC's for free with no motive
Hard time relaxin', not used to taxes
Sick Vikings roll with crossbow axes
Bang this ***** plus, who you really down with?
I'm all around the world
You're on some hangin' down town ****. (Prevail)
Yo, that **** was **** (Mad Child)
Yo thanks
Prev, yo rock that ****. (Prevail)
Two steps ahead, too hard to swallow this
Eye glass reflection tubes of astrologists
Stars, galaxies, galleries of harm's way
Front and back row's untamed
Crucial, using maximum amount of brain
Grinding the edge of my axe to stay awake
Lanes shifted, stay at a distance
Half my with the sentence, hail the viscous
Double helix, mumbling rejects
Hear in the rock terrible knuckles our defense
Buckle under the enormous pressure of my presence
Since I humble those with even the most eager of intentions.
It hurts, when it works, in reverse and you find
That you truly have a mind of art
But your mouth doesn't want to help you out
When you speak and all you do is spit a line of chalk
I'm responsible for this, invisible pulsars on the wrist
What's a risk, if you don't believe that one exists
Gases on Venus, dancers in
Vegas Pull up by them other pits (Shiiit) you can't mistake us
Eyes full of hunger, strive to pull you under
Eat a limited circle, speak in energy circles
Prevail One,
The Rob The
Viking, Mad
Child S and
M we guaranteed, to breed the call of the wild
