Moscow Death Brigade
Throw Ya Canz
[Chorus]
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!

[Verse 1: Boltcutter Vlad, Chorus]
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 quiet, about to start the 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

[Chorus]
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!
[Verse 2: Ski Mask G]
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! For Boltcutter press "1"
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

[Chorus]
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!

[Verse 3: Ski Mask G]
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

[Chorus]
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

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