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Текст песни Swollen Members - Anthrax Island (Bad Dreams 2009)
Yo, I'm a cannibal on Anthrax Island
Dine on my victims, swirling through pile-on
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 dick to suck
Repent my sin, wipe the prints, leave the crime
Cold blooded killers with medieval minds
The sober overdose, homegrown like freight trains
The shit is fat on weight gain
Powder, no one man stand prouder
Pitbull, test the viral gun powder
Bright blue speck of light caused from handstand
Dime in the jukebox, '65 Mustang
Pepsi cola, palm trees, the bongs
Madstab, Prevail and that girl spin baton
Recon platoon, full moon conquer
Longer we stay in L.A., we grow stronger
Molotov cocktail, locked and loaded
Murder emcees for free with no motive
Hard time relaxing, not used to taxes
Sick viking skull with crossbone axes
Bang this bitch, plus who you really down with?
I'm all around the world, you on some hanging downtown shit
Yo, that shit was dope
Yo, thanks Prev, yo rock that shit
Two steps ahead, too hard to swallow this
Eye glass reflections, tubes and astrologist
Stars, galaxies, galleries of arms wave
Front and back rows untamed
Crucial, using maximum amount of brain
Grinding the edge of my axe to stay awake
Lane shifted, stay at a distance
Half my weight with a sentence, hail the vicious
Double helix, mumbling rejects
Here in the rock jungle, knuckles are defense
Buckle under the enormous pressure of my presence
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 pulses on the wrist
What's a wrist if you don't believe that one exists?
Gases on Venus, dances in Vegas
From the bottom of the pit, shit, you can't mistake us
Eyes full of hunger, strive to pull you under
Eat unlimited circles, speak in energy circles
Prevail, Wonder Rob, the Viking Mad Child
SNL, we guaranteed to be the call of the wild