
Date of issue: 12.11.2001
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
Anthrax Island |
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 fuck, more bang for your buck |
You got shit to talk, you got’s dick 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 shit 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 Cocktail, 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 bitch plus, who you really down with? |
I’m all around the world |
You’re on some hangin' down town shit |
(Prevail) |
Yo, that shit was dope |
(Mad Child) |
Yo thanks Prev, yo rock that shit |
(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 prez |
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 wrist, 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 |
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