Skeptik - Metal (feat. Austin Vincent) Lyrics

Get up on a mic and i blow it up
What's it gonna take to make every
Metal head in the place hands elevate?
Celebrate, gather together a culmination of
Irratical behavior encompassing where we dominate
I don't think anybody really wanna get up in the
Middle of a mosh pit, at Anthro concerts,
When I'm bringin Austin, we caution the front,
Cause we hit em with heaviness and break it down often
Lemme get everybody jumpin 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'ma 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)

I see a sea of people throwin horns up
Not one motherf*cker now's getting out until it's torn up
Black lights, black eyes, black t-shirts, everybody's reppin 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 rockin out on the stage
While colliding with force and releasing rage
I'm in that space, losing track of time and place
Bangin heads, breaking faces like I broke out of a cage, right
I'm in the zone and my favorite riff is goin
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 havin more fun than me tonight

NOW BANG YOUR HEAD AND MOVE THOSE FUCKING HORNS
SLAM DANCE IN THE PIT
(THAT'S FUCKING METAL)

NOW, THIS IS A CALL TO THE FRONT ROW
I WANT YOU MOVING UP AND DOWN AND AROUND, GO
FORM A CIRCLE PIT, THEN DIVIDE RIGHT TO LEFT
WE FINISH OFF WITH A WALL, WITH A WALL OF DEATH

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'm get in your mind and
Cause a ruckus That principle Richard Vernon could ever describe
I'm screaming guttural, My stomach is intolerant
I'm vomiting up a couple of bars and making it audible
A topical cream gonna be needed when I'm walkin off
Massacre microphones like motherf*cking 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 f*cking charles Missouri to Hoboken
Clear a space like I came with a bull dozer
Melt frozen shit circle pit til the shows over
Bringin the end game, causin 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)