Swollen Members
Meltdown
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Добавлена 5 ноября 2009 пользователем N1
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[Intro]:
*kinky*
Yeah
Uh huh
Yo
Yeah, yeah, yo, uh huh
(chanting)
Swollen, swollen, swollen, swollen
[Verse One] [Prevail]
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
[Mad Child]
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
*kinky*
Yeah
Uh huh
Yo
Yeah, yeah, yo, uh huh
(chanting)
Swollen, swollen, swollen, swollen
[Verse One] [Prevail]
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
[Mad Child]
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
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