Throw Ya Canz 2020 - Moscow Death Brigade

Hoods Up, Hoods Up, metal hair, dreads

Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald head

One can, two can, three can, four

Spitting vile, mad crocodile

Hoods Up, Hoods Up, metal hair, dreads

Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald head

One can, two can, three can, four

MDB’s back, Protect your neck!

Ghetto Teen Titans, Reptile Alliance

We don’t fight like lions we fight like the crocodiles

Pulverize the liars, meat cleaver to the deceiver

Bringing you two to your liver, send you to Oblivion

Never stay quite, about to start riot

Can’t hide it, they can’t deny it, I’m David versus Goliath

This flow is radical, based on a secret chemical

Chase em like a mechanical cannibal, we tyrannical

Here is something you can’t understand

More than a band, it’s a techno rap metal command

Heads begin to bang, you’re caught in a mosh fever

So you better call me Paul, we deliver you to evil

Crocodile villains, we party with the reptilians

Hurt your feelings, we’re chosen few against the millions

Rhyme spitters, don’t fuck with us, we’re the damage dealers

Sick of your society, violently we erode the pillars

Hoods Up, Hoods Up, metal hair, dreads

Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald head

One can, two can, three can, four

Spitting vile, mad crocodile

Hoods Up, Hoods Up, metal hair, dreads

Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald head

One can, two can, three can, four

MDB’s back, Protect your neck!

You’re always in a trap like Admiral Ackbar

I bring the undeniable vibe of Death Star

Circle Pit synth rap and heavy metal guitars

Running with the devil forever and doing whole cars

Get funky!

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Escaping City 17 with a crowbar

Murder on the dancefloor.

Mosh with the Deathclaws

Crows from the ghetto, no matter — the story goes on

Made this rhyme to create a little difference

For numerous of those who exist against the ignorance

Against human hating venom from the kennels

Or witch-hunting radicals, time to turn the tables

This music breaks walls and it amps souls

The kids in my pit will leave your tanks stalled

They come from a place you can not come from

And they possess enough insight to send you to the Terror Dome

Hoods Up, Hoods Up, metal hair, dreads

Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald head

One can, two can, three can, four

Spitting vile, mad crocodile

Hoods Up, Hoods Up, metal hair, dreads

Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald head

One can, two can, three can, four

MDB’s back, Protect your neck!

Gargoyles leering from the stone walls of Babylon

Mask wearing fiend — the reptilian phenomenon

Aggravating alligator-herder, the Emperor Crocodile cult supporter

Original Crocomuffin freestyler

For criminals and truth finders

Underground rave defiler

Doze your enabling hate in fire

Renegade brigade of Metal-Ragga-croco-lions

Hoods Up, Hoods Up, metal hair, dreads

Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald head

One can, two can, three can, four

Spitting vile, mad crocodile

Hoods Up, Hoods Up, metal hair, dreads

Shine em up, shine em up, shine a bald head

One can, two can, three can, four

We are back — MDB in effect!