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king geedorah - escape from monsta isle كلمات الأغنية

[intro: samples]
“let’s descend to the depths of monster island. for the first time in history, the order is given to evacuate new york city”
“don’t panic! everybody, just keep moving! we’ve got plenty of time, everyone will get out safely! keep moving, keep moving!”
“and through the now_silent canyons of the huge city…”

[verse 1: rodan]
ayyo
dilapidated graff inscribed on the building, we prefer
gats to textbooks—teachers and princ_p_ls got stuck up
got an education from hustlers, gunrunners, smack_out artists
and real_estatе crooks. spoken broken english
supplemеnt the bling_bling rocks, make your b_tch’s g_string pop
shoot meteorites from my slingshot, redefine
the aerodynamics of sp_ce flight when i play the wing spot
it’s like sugar ray robinson smacking jake lamotta
verse by verse, sh_t still couldn’t get hotter, mocha chocolate
yadda, yadda, yadda. p_ssy as sweet as mýa, b_tches
still getting nada. thermonuclear mushroom clouds
sky_squatter, ato. m.i.c.? it’s like
the monster island of doctor moreau, keep pursuing, conquistador
drug czar, super powers like the former soviet union
keep the black toast close to me like it’s supposed to be
f_ck around, play son of sam, blow your brains all over your brand_new
leather interior upholstery. glass_jaw actors
prepare for the chin_check. kong drop a bomb for those insects
c_ck_feeding wifey while your chickenhead steady hen_pecks
itching for a scratch, track record—check the index
dealing with alcoholism, the constant threat of prison
still maintain balance in relationship to rhythm
bush is the president, but i still voted for shirley chisholm
[verse 2: megalon]
the blood of jesus tampon_style—bleed/believe this. beast’s hands
on the fetus, speeders. last supper, f_cker
eat this. preachers dancing sleeveless on the poor
but preachless. what kind of greed is this, making g’s
off jesus? is he a myth or does he exist?
is he a white man? is he a black man squeezing a fifth?
ashy lips, fingertips, knees, and hips. you pieces
of sh_ts, how many pieces of green is rich? i’m like
d_mn, this priest is a snitch, telling the police
who the true jesus is. could lead to this:
face to face, fist to feet, feet to fist
don’t eat the fish in the sink they beat their d_cks

[interlude: sample]
“how did the monsters escape?”

[verse 3: kong]
die thugs
die thugs, fly slugs, cry blood, eyes
bloodshot, slug shot, watch the blood drop. when
the blood slug shot, play your porch like a step ‘cause i’m a crook
ready to knock this n_gga phone off the hook. i will
infect your insects when i inject my index
in tecs, windex your chin_check. kong love
ghetto hoes, settle those, bare them toes
kink hoes are tight, ride right pero slow
f_ck with the czars? you’d rather play with devil nose or play with his toes
or eat yellow snow. f_ck around, handle them? no
no man can f_ck with kong, conan, kd, x_ray, rodan
megalon smacking n_ggas with a closed hand
crisp styles let go, someone hears some missiles like puerto
p_ss styles and petro, all you hear is
whistles and echoes
[verse 4: spiga]
never let go, whether or not i’m petro
step to the ring swinging bricks and elbows—better let ‘em know
keeping it going, keeping it moving. people be knowing, still, they
be booing. my sh_t will keep blowing. see what they’re doing, leaving
‘em open, keeping ‘em wishing, me reminiscing, fetal
positions, we’re leaving ‘em twitching, seizing the kitchen
real or superstition, odds become even like flatlines—that’s fine
heart of a raptor—when i attack, black, i stack mine
hard like black wine after revision in prison
see me and listen about the bl__dy_red skies that i’ll be kissing
who missing?

[outro: samples]
“the major cities in the world are being destroyed one by one by the monsters”
“couldn’t you foresee this?”
“we are not trying to conceal anything from you. the truth of the matter, gentlemen, is that we don’t know what has happened”
“is that true?”
“all i can say now is we know nothing, but every one of us feels the very same thing”

- king geedorah

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