Monsta Island Czars (ft. Rodan, Megalon, Kong, and Spiga) - “Escape From Monsta Isle”
[Emcee(s): Rodan, Megalon, Kong, and Spiga]
[Producer(s): King Geedorah (Original Instrumental from Metal Fingers - “Bergamot Wild”)]
[Sample (Melody): Roy Ayers Ubiquity - “Vibrations”]
[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 principals got stuck up
Got an education from hustlers, gunrunners, smack-out artists
And real-estate crooks. Spoken broken English
Supplement the bling-bling rocks, make your bitch’s G-string pop
Shoot meteorites from my slingshot, redefine
The aerodynamics of space flight when I play the wing spot
It’s like Sugar Ray Robinson smacking Jake LaMotta
Verse by verse, shit still couldn’t get hotter, mocha chocolate
Yadda, yadda, yadda. Pussy as sweet as Mýa, bitches
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
Fuck 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
Cock-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
[Emcee(s): Rodan, Megalon, Kong, and Spiga]
[Producer(s): King Geedorah (Original Instrumental from Metal Fingers - “Bergamot Wild”)]
[Sample (Melody): Roy Ayers Ubiquity - “Vibrations”]
[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 principals got stuck up
Got an education from hustlers, gunrunners, smack-out artists
And real-estate crooks. Spoken broken English
Supplement the bling-bling rocks, make your bitch’s G-string pop
Shoot meteorites from my slingshot, redefine
The aerodynamics of space flight when I play the wing spot
It’s like Sugar Ray Robinson smacking Jake LaMotta
Verse by verse, shit still couldn’t get hotter, mocha chocolate
Yadda, yadda, yadda. Pussy as sweet as Mýa, bitches
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
Fuck 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
Cock-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
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