Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Agent Orange, artist - Swollen Members. Album song Monsters II, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.08.2011
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
Agent Orange |
Prevail |
The size of the sickle |
Full of nitrogen and nickel |
It’s hard as fuck despite the icicles |
That fall from cavern walls when |
The God draws calls |
The art to walk from tall |
The saga of all |
Claw, nail, Prevail |
Hail the factors |
The channel, the charm from the cradle |
To the ladles in the sky that’s formed by clusters |
To labels on our path that are formed by busters |
The eyes of the reptile move in circles |
And form all the skeptical live in person |
My version of rampage in this age in time |
Are from camp Agent Orange, I perform my songs blind |
Raises in crimes, we should raise this on rhymes |
We’ve been prime time viewing with the two of us combined |
Losing your mind is a played out notion |
We play with the strings in the cranial portion |
Stereo versions don’t clash with the air played kings |
We don’t say fair things |
Where the knight wears wings |
And draws human beings to the light of the inferno |
Terminally ill spoken journal |
Madchild |
Yo |
Weight of the worlds on my shoulders boldly crack |
And go where no man’s gone before. |
Can’t hold me back |
Attacking with passion, that’s my passion |
It’s a rush, smashing with cannonball crush, bust |
Ashes to dust from us to you |
We busting through |
Speak of violence, yo, cause that’s what I’m accustomed to |
Hold up. |
Now who the fuck you think your talking to |
Madchild, this is a bear trap you walked into |
If danger’s in the air we prepare for war |
If you cross our path then we’ll settle the score |
Get on your knees and put your head on the floor |
As calmly said after we kick in the door |
I’m not making this for the weak minded |
They won’t find it nice |
But nice guys finish last in this fucked up life |
Knives and unfair fights and |
Breaking into cars in the middle of the night for excitement |
That’s where I came from. |
That’s where the days went |
Twelve packs, friends cracking heads into the pavement |
Some stayed the same, some of us changed |
I guess that’s why at times I seem a little bit strange |