paroles de chanson Metal (feat. Austin Vincent) - Skeptik

Get up on a mic and I blow it up
What's it going to take to make every
Metal head in the place hands elevate
Celebrate, gather together a culmination of
Erratic-al behavior encompassing where we dominate
I don't think anybody really wants to get up
In the middle of a mosh pit, at Anthro concerts
When I'm bringing Austin, we caution the front
Because we hit them with heaviness and break it down often
Let me get everybody jumping up and down
From the stage to the back of the crowd
Get it loud, get it rowdy
Anybody taking up space on the ground
Get your body better ready for the wreckage right now
Succumbing to the melancholy melody of metal
With a medley to sever any preconceived
Notions of habits to have while you're rapping
I'm bringing new seasons like fricassee'n rabbit
I will get stuck in your brain like a scalpel
Feel it from the occipital love to the frontal
Headbanging rapid enough to sever any
Recognizable ligaments in the neck when I bust flow
Turn a few people to a swarm
Make a hive like I went and took a cup of cechlor
Get it live get it tight get it hype when I bust
Your style is shit like dark throne production

Now bang your head and move those fucking horns
Slam dance in the pit
That's fucking metal
Now bang your head and move those fucking horns
Slam dance in the pit
That's fucking metal

I see a sea of people throwing horns up
Not one motherfucker now's getting out until it's torn up
Black lights, black eyes, black t-shirts
Everybody's repping why they came to the concert
Laced up with the steel-toed boots on
You know we came to throw fists until the sun's gone
Pissed off, never pissed on
Knocking everybody around, to the ground when my song's on
If you're not here to mosh, best move
Because the pit's alive and we came here to prove
Our love for the band rocking out on the stage
While colliding with force and releasing rage
I'm in that space, losing track of time and place
Banging heads, breaking faces like I broke out of a cage, right
I'm in the zone and my favorite riff is going
The crowd is an explosion of wild energy tonight
I'd like to see you try and step to me
You best believe that nobody here is having more fun than me tonight

Now bang your head and move those fucking horns
Slam dance in the pit
That's fucking metal
Now bang your head and move those fucking horns
Slam dance in the pit
That's fucking metal

I come ready to eviscerate the game
I'm pulling everything out of it
Leave an audience in disarray I am fully about it
I bring a raucous when I rock this I will get up in your mind
And cause a ruckus that principle Richard Vernon couldn't ever describe
I'm screaming guttural, My stomach is intolerant
I'm vomiting up a couple bars and making it audible
A topical cream going to be needed when I'm walking off
Massacre microphones like motherfucking Geronimo
Solar plexus connect with shoulders
No joke come equipped to be quick with flows
I'm no pro but the amateur damage I know shows
That Hannah Montana could mosh better than most Joe's
Anthro's chosen I can leave a lyrical nose broken
Saint fucking Charles Missouri to Hobo ken
Clear a space like I came with a bulldozer
Melt frozen shit circle pit til the shows over
Bringing the end game, causing calamity
Got a plan to be ready for any level of savagery
Got a heretical rhetoric, epidemical outreach
Earn a parental advisory sticker without speech
Yell, screech, shout and scream to get loose and
Hit the track hard enough to call it physical and verbal abuse
Up in a pit were some heavy weights
Like you really didn't need all them ribs in tact anyway

Now bang your head and move those fucking horns
Slam dance in the pit
That's fucking metal
Now bang your head and move those fucking horns
Slam dance in the pit
That's fucking metal
Now bang your head and move those fucking horns
Slam dance in the pit
That's fucking metal
Now bang your head and move those fucking horns
Slam dance in the pit
That's fucking metal