Equivalent Exchange - Dead Island Review lyrics

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Equivalent Exchange - Dead Island Review lyrics

[Verse 1] Woke up in the morning, 'bout a quarter to 8 Tennis with the family, don't wanna be late One more time and I know I'm good as dead Island paradise and [?] Free from the hustle and bustle and the tech Land a cool breeze and the sun on your neck Clear crystal waters, forests beautiful and lush Make me wanna say things that'll make your mama blush Knocked out of my reverie by someone in a rush Blood splattered on my face from a skull getting crushed By a big rap dude with a 4x4 And then pistol-whipped by a girl with 44s Another man and girl carved 'em up like a turkey I had to get the hell outta there before they hurt me Hot damn, what the hell went wrong? This supposed to be vacation, can't we all get along? Ran up the hill, found the fam in the pool Inside was all bloody, they glared at me drooling Mom, Dad, Sis, it's me, stop fooling Bit my pinkie off, had my poop shoot stooling [Hook 1] They drew first blood, but I ran from battle My own family couldn't tell me from cattle So I came back armed with six knives and paddles Rambos up the holes while they sit in the saddle What was I supposed to do? Become Big League Chew? I love you Mom and Dad and since I love you too But like Fists of the North Star, they're already dead So I hacked off their arms, legs, legs, arms, head [Verse 2] All that surround me were the d**hly remains Of hardly eaten people, blood flowing down drains Bloody footprints all around Keeps the people on the ground who'd rather jump than get ate What the hell is going on? No time for crying Gotta keep fighting, gotta keep my weapons fixed If I'm gonna keep from dying, so much cash on this island Within forgotten luggage and inside bikini lining Leaving dead broke, but I don't know who's buying Really been a fighter, so I may created weapons Out of batteries and lighters and added edge, I'm betting [?] but I'm a little more threatening All the moves stalking, no noise, no talking Avoiding anything sitting, dead or living Can't tell who wants me dead or wants to eat me for Thanksgiving Then out on the horizon, saw our ship and I was off And they were all on me like a flame onto a moth You are what you eat, but from me, they won't get smarter I tried to run hard, but they ran harder Turned around and faced 'em cuz I wasn't getting farther [Hook 2] I'm going down swinging, what you think of that? Swinging hurried flurries with my mighty spiked bat Beat 'em with my switch, who do you voodoo, b**h? Throwing one-hitter-quitters with the chrome wave splitter But they just kept on coming, why won't they stay down? And the next thing I knew, it was me on the ground I knew when I woke up that I would wind up dead And they bit me in the arm, leg, leg, arm, head [Outro] But in the end, it really didn't feel so wrong Cuz I never had so many women chasing me in thongs And the last thing I remember was a cutie with some dreads You know, I never thought that I would be grateful... dead

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