Lyrics Bad Accent - Moscow Death Brigade

Bad Accent

Heavy bass, dirty pad, blow the amps and
Toss ‘em in the circle pit.
You are next, son
Pull a gold boltcutter out — axe ‘em
Global dialect of renegades — Bad Accent
Heavy bass, dirty pad, blow the amps and
Toss ‘em in the circle pit.
You are next, son
Pull a gold boltcutter out — axe ‘em
Global dialect of renegades — Bad Accent
You don’t like the foreigners, hating us or ignoring us
Outlook is shady, style is murderous, send the coroners
From the dark corners, rebel gypsie warriors
Aliens, reptilians, illegals, rogues and vagabonds
Walk among the living, like we are spreading a deadly disease
Law and order, line at the border, they say: «Papers, please»
You took it from the books, while we are taking it from the streets
These beats wake you up and we are bringing it to your kids
It’s a Bad Accent Anthem!
Are you one of them?
Wanderlust prophets who’ve been tossed in the lion’s den
Gonna burn them, break the gates, bring the ram
Lighter in the dark shines brighter than a diadem
Bad accent psalm, stay calm, sound is glorious
The truth hits you harder than chakram of Lucy Lawless
Ghetto oracles, roamers, tunnel crawlers
No borders, no jumper cables, run with the rawest
Heavy bass, dirty pad, blow the amps and
Toss ‘em in the circle pit.
You are next, son
Pull a gold boltcutter out — axe ‘em
Global dialect of renegades — Bad Accent
Heavy bass, dirty pad, blow the amps and
Toss ‘em in the circle pit.
You are next, son
Pull a gold boltcutter out — axe ‘em
Global dialect of renegades — Bad Accent
What’s happenin‘?
It’s the circle pit rappinin'
Upon thee is the reckoning, I reckon you’re not getting it
Accent that bad — something’s always askew
About the crocodile reptilian tongue used by my crew
Who?
Ladies and gentlemen, no one is better than
Real individuals.
Ideals — they believe in them
To better themselves in a bearable place — living in it
From other planets, favelas and ghetto streets
They are from fire pits.
Liars and quitters, step aside
For true Peter Parkers and vikings, throwing out haters and biters
Opposition is futile from pure types
Spotlight is on us tonight and do we shine bright
Not gonna feign — when I am rapping it’s a bad accent time
As if I’m chanting hexes in a language of ancient tribes
But it easy to derive what I am talking about
Internationally comprehensible renegade rhymes
Heavy bass, dirty pad, blow the amps and
Toss ‘em in the circle pit.
You are next, son
Pull a gold boltcutter out — axe ‘em
Global dialect of renegades — Bad Accent
Heavy bass, dirty pad, blow the amps and
Toss ‘em in the circle pit.
You are next, son
Pull a gold boltcutter out — axe ‘em
Global dialect of renegades — Bad Accent
Heavy bass, dirty pad, blow the amps and
Toss ‘em in the circle pit.
You are next, son
Pull a gold boltcutter out — axe ‘em
Global dialect of renegades — Bad Accent