The Monster Anarchy Zone

Cold waxing. The fragments and low fraction

The backsliders. Spiderman. Climbing up the walls like

Bo Jackson. All talk. Yapping and no action plan

Standing on thin ice with no TRACTION

Solid gold and shitty crappy. Satellite and city taxi

Complicated, tricky-crafty. Coming at it strictly nasty

I'm playing hustle sports wearing muscle shorts

I’m Buck Melanoma, Moley Russell's wart

Buck Melanoma, yo - from Halifax, Nova Scotia

Back at it once again because hell has finally frozen over

Syllable rebound. Cynical street sound

Typical cheap crown. Critical beatdown

The sacred waters are contaminated with strains of germs

Erased and cursed, the place of worship swallowed by the flames and burns

The drunkеn monk that prays and learns. No, we don't have thе same concerns

I’m famous as the name conforms, I'll break it down in layman's terms

I get a lot accomplished working in a modest office

Married to the oddest goddess. Learning from the conscious prophets

Not just raucous. Rocking right, I'm fighting a jihadist novice

Among the stars, the rockets, comets. Innovate like Natas Kaupas

I preferred the dub edit. Gotta give the nerds some credit

This is for the murdered by words subreddit

For fuck sakes. The muck rakes are quick on the uptake

Crushing muffins and cupcakes. All percussion and drum breaks

This is for the dead homies. The ones who bred ponies

Wearing headphones, I'm forging ahead lonely

Caution. I'm basically like Kenny Lofton over here

Maybe not a hall of famer but an interesting career

Upper deck. Second row. Ebb and flow. Get a load

Bust the facts. Heaven knows. Man can't live on bread alone

Echo chamber. Tremolo. Your prom date was a bremelo

I'm giving off a pleasant glow. Tell your moms I said hello