(MC MOSSBERG)
Check me out, it's the immense, offensive, flexing guest star/
it's Mossberg and I ought to hug you where your head starts/
and it's the best part, a blessed art, I'm standing next to your car,
don't make me flip it like a nickel and collect your arms/
cuz thats what we do we hug it out,
and you know it that's why most you dudes don't fuck around/
its like you gettin drowned on dry land, you headed down to Thailand,
just wanted that love embrace, now you jumping town/
and it's nothing pal, a towering Boa to a fuckin mouse,
constricted and restricting your breathing until you up and out/
we thuggin' now, death huggin' and lovin' it
til your upper bowel releases feces, word to Beavis,
get some T.P. I smell something foul/
we run around hugging everyone like a drunken clown, so what now?
I'll tell you what now, I ain't your fuckin' pal buddy,
this aint snuggle town, muffle your screams as I snuff you out/
Oh no, You should have never got so close
You ain't my friend, you's a foe
One last hug for the road
But I won't let go,
Squeezing 'til your heartbeat slows
watching your eyes turn cold
and that's when you finally,
that's when you finally know
- It's the Hug of Death!
(KING DYLAN)
Yeah, that's right, I wear a tank top/
can't forget the jean shorts - I'm afraid I can't stop/
I don't give a damn, talk shit and I'll hit you with a blank shot/
Murder, like The Crow - Raven 'bout my grand plot/
I keep on schemin', my team and me/ keep on dreamin' of scenery/
full of females and greenery/ no more demons to feed on me/
Where the people are free to be/ all they need to breathe easily/
Ain't that the key to life that we need to see?/
But we're broken - way beyond broken/
People need a hug and I got my arms open/
Trying to help my fellow man who had opportunities stolen/
I walk through More-doors than J.R.R. Tolkien/
It's the Return of the King - but I haven't left/
Take a stroll through the fires, inhale to catch my breath/
This whole world is what we've acquiesced/
So I smile at the failings of man and laugh at death/
Death Hug for you, Death Hug for him, Death hug for her
Death Hug for everyone!
You get a death hug, YOU get a death hug!
Do I get a Death Hug?
EVERYBODY GETS ONE!
Oh no, You should have never got so close
You ain't my friend, you's a foe
One last hug for the road
But I won't let go,
Squeezing 'til your heartbeat slows
watching your eyes turn cold
and that's when you finally,
that's when you finally know
- It's the Hug of Death!
(BUTTNZ)
I know it's not vacant/ I know that no one's awake and/
that no one will know if I sneak into the basement/
Follow the M.O., this ain't a special occasion/
When it comes to the home I'm going pro at invasion/
Though I'm lacking a knife, I'm still planning a facelift/
Feel bad for this stranger who doesn't know they was chased here/
At the end of they life - They eyes wide with amazement/
The gasp in elation as they succumb to embracement/
First comes the left, start it off with the best/
Feel the breath on my neck and feel the beat in your chest/
Next comes the right arm, call this one the Goodnight arm/
It's ironic that Buttnz - pushing YOU to the light huh?/
So close that I can watch you close your eyelids/
ain't this a wonderful alternative to violence?/
I'm specialized in weaponized death hugging, or De-thugging/
Either way I'm A something and you'll fucking B nothing!/
Death Hug for you, Death Hug for him, Death hug for her
Death Hug for everyone!
You get a death hug, YOU get a death hug!
Do I get a Death Hug?
EVERYBODY GETS ONE!
Oh no, You should have never got so close
You ain't my friend, you's a foe
One last hug for the road
But I won't let go,
Squeezing 'til your heartbeat slows
watching your eyes turn cold
and that's when you finally,
that's when you finally know
- It's the Hug of Death!
credits
from Robocalypse Supreme,
released September 9, 2022
Written by D.Roberts/J.Mosier/O.Zacharias
Recorded, mixed & Produced by King Dylan
The DC Show/The Doomsday Cartel are 5 skilled emcess named King Dylan, MC Mossberg, Buttnz, GQ, and Smixx. With Dylan on the
beats and rhymes being kicked by all 5 whenever they feel inclined, this collective of nerds are still on the brink of never being famous after 20 some years of rap, but they still go harder than 40 viagra pills. Just Listen, or don't. Just don't go listen to Drake instead....more
Two brothers tell their true coming-of-age story together through hip-hop bangers that draw from a wide array of pop influences. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017
