Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Meltdown, artist - Swollen Members. Album song Armed to the Teeth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.10.2009
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
Meltdown |
| *kinky* |
| Yeah |
| Uh huh |
| Yo |
| Yeah, yeah, yo, uh huh |
| Swollen, swollen, swollen, swollen |
| Flint spears and arrow heads, sparrows and parrot's heads |
| Apocalypto slits throat, apply pressure |
| Espionage--Black overcoat. |
| Catcher In The Rye |
| Iron telescopes, Death Proof, A Planet Called Terror |
| I'm a Grind House, the bearer of bad news |
| Sun moon and stars bears my seal like bloody sabbath |
| Eels for hungry maggots. |
| Negative temperature in the meat locker |
| A final resting place for rappers and beef boxers |
| You play the bitch role like Star Scream to Megatron |
| The soundwaves engraved in my name lead you to martyrdom |
| Highly celebrated? |
| You're mutilated like livestock |
| Sorcerers apprentice to Merlin's powerful warlock |
| Spellbound meltdown. |
| Gold for armor |
| While my hell hounds hunt down prey for honor |
| More strength in my legion than 300 from Sparta |
| Cannonballs crush. |
| The dawning of my armadas |
| This country needs a hero, you godless heathens! |
| Hip hop is not dead but it's hardly breathing |
| Bring life back to it. |
| Yeah, shine a little light |
| So the crazy kids can listen in the middle of the night |
| Mad Child box tomahawk I'm a Mohawk Indian |
| Angel from hell, so fuck your opinion |
| It's dangerous to make friends with strangers |
| So when I'm not with them I remain the Lone Ranger |
| 15 reasons not to cause anger |
| 14 in the clip plus one in the chamber |
| And I will not pretend I'm not down with brown killers |
| Got gang squad watching my home |
| Cause I roam with known felons |
| Knock, knock! |
| Got nothing to tell 'em so |
| Everywhere I go I get stopped |
| The top billing |
| Will he keep poppin' pills |
| Till the shit kill him |
| Or will he drop it before the wheels stop spinning |
| New topic |
| Shane's brain is a little bit offset |
| I'm hot but some of the my thoughts |
| Got too much topspin |
| The code of the warrior is armed to the teeth |
| What we make in the studio spills on to the streets |
| We take over the stage. |
| We're enraged like a beast |
| We've been let out the cage. |
| After famine we feast |
| Psychotic episode. |
| Voices in my head |
| Bad choices. |
| Poison should be dead |
| Half horse, half devil. |
| Red head hunter |
| Still love God but I'm still a little monster |
| (Two years passed by) That's news to me |
| Now these drugs aren't as good as they used to be |
| So I'm take a little break and make some Death Music |
| That's self abusive dark marching music |
| I'm startin' to lose it. |
| It's already been gone |
| Still killer strong. |
| I am King Kong |
| With the wild and restless spirit |
| Let it rain from the pain in my lyrics |
| I'm insane. |
| That's my main interference |
| That's blood in the sink that's Shane in the mirror |
| And I refuse to respect my enemies |
| If their souls are cold and ungenerous |
| That's how I feel. |
| Real gangsters are gentlemen |
| Hold cold steel if they feel the adrenaline |
| Steel will kill if feel life depend on it |
| Not for a meal. |
| That's serving the devil shit |
| The misguided angel is heaven sent |
| Don't call this a comeback. |
| We never left |
| "Most people are surprised that I walk on two legs |
| And ah… I have no choice, I have to solve this, this problem |
| So I suppose that my plans are to figure out some new identity |
| Kill off one life and get another one." |