anthrax island
Singer:swollen members
i'm a cannibal on anthrax island
dine on my victims swervin' through pylons
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
test a fire of gun powder. bright blue speck of light
we stay in the lake we grow stronger
murder mc's for free with no motive
sick vikings roll with crossbow axes
who you really down with?
you're on some hangin' down town shit. yo
yo rock that shit. two steps ahead
eye glass reflection tubes of astrologists
front and back row's untamed
using maximum amount of brain
grinding the edge of my axe to stay awake
half my with the sentence
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
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
invisible pulsars on the wrist
if you don't believe that one exists
pull up by them other pits you can't mistake us
to breed the call of the wild