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king geedorah - escape from monsta isle lyrics

[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 lyrics

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