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SKAM2? - "RE+animated Cannibal"

SKAM2? lets loose some sick visuals out the vault for a twisted piece of sonic mayhem. Andrew Reynolds (Baker), Peter Smolik (Skate Mafia) and Kellen James (Skate Mafia) are just a few of the heads throwing down some serious hammers in this clip vid chock-full of skate bangers, zombies and ghouls. "Re+animated Cannibal" off the debut mixtape THE SKRONIK: How to Boil Vomit, out now and sponsored by HipHopDx and Public Wizard, Inc. Download it here: http://bit.ly/pn7ttZ Lyrics: SKAM2? - "RE+animated Cannibal" 1st Verse: God is an atheist and Satan is a business, so I'm all in it/ Till the stocks plummet and the zombie armies start marchin'/ I'll be stompin' on your coffin in a pair of Kangaroos/ Bouncin' backwards in circles, RE+animated Cannibal/ Prehistoric manimal, you are Pterodactyl food/ When I drop this fly shit, they'll see that you are not the dude/ Just a flash in a pan, I stashed in a can,/ How the hell they gon' find a dead invisible man/ In a mist of smoke blacker than death, I spit doper than crystal meth/ Stomped the shit out your rep and never missed a step/ With all disrespect, fuck you, what do/ you simple-minded muthafuckers really think I'm up to?/ I'm 'bout to show you a suicidal mastermind's last design/ To add a splash of color to the canvas in your frame of mind/ 'Cause it's empty, watch me fill it in. Listen friend/ Open your ears and let the villain in/ 'Cause he gon' kill again, with or without a pen/ I parked my ship over China and then I jettisoned/ Out the escape pod, I'm not a Earth citizen/ I'm from the Federation and I wanna bring your planet in! Chorus: You think you crazy bitch, I don't fuckin' believe it. I'ma need to see it/ Talkin' like you want it when we all know you don't really need it/ You can't see a lyricist, that'll show you what it is/ Keep talkin' bout the south. I'ma show you what it is/ You think you crazy bitch, I don't fuckin' believe it. I'ma need to see it/ Talkin' like you want it when we all know you don't really need it/ You can't see a lyricist, that'll show you what it is/ Keep talkin' 'bout the south. Muhfucka' eat a dick! 2nd Verse: I need my medicine, horse tranqs, ten of them/ Fuck Dr. Tenanbaumb, I'll kill all ten of him/ Somebody call Dennis and tell him I'm on my shit again/ I'm finna' murder the beat and eviscerate the witnesses/ Why you wastin' emphasis on findin' demographics. If/ they fuckin' widdit, they rockin' with you and there you fuckin' have it/ It's simple mathematics. Graba number 2 and fill/ in the box of the motherfucker in front of you that thinks he's iller/ But he ain't sicker than me and I ain't never gettin' better/ Unless gravity take a day off, why would I ever let up?/ The only way I'd lose my spot is for another level/ better than the one I'm on. After that I'ma owe the Devil/ And I'ma pay him in blood, lay in the mud/ Wave my hands like Moses and move an ocean of blood/ What, the fuck would ever make you think that you invincible?/ Your fiction is mythical, this is beyond principle/ Exempt from any category, killin' it is mandatory/ When the angels come for me, I'll take another stab at glory/ Feather by feather. Hell or Heaven whatever/ I'll take when will SKAM2? fall off for a 100. The answer's NEVER! Chorus: You think you crazy bitch, I don't fuckin' believe it. I'ma need to see it/ Talkin' like you want it when we all know you don't really need it/ You can't see a lyricist, that'll show you what it is/ Keep talkin' bout the south. I'ma show you what it is/ You think you crazy bitch, I don't fuckin' believe it. I'ma need to see it/ Talkin' like you want it when we all know you don't really need it/ You can't see a lyricist, that'll show you what it is/ Keep talkin' 'bout the south. Muhfucka' eat a dick!