Mornings at Home

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M.O.D.

M.O.D. (Method of Destruction) was a crossover thrash band from New York City, fronted by former Anthrax roadie and Stormtroopers of Death vocalist Billy Milano. The band existed from 1986 to 1997, and again from 2001 to 2008. With M.O.D., Milano sought to continue on the musical path of the bands Anthrax, Stormtroopers of Death and Nuclear Assault, mixing shades of hardcore punk with thrash metal and often humorous and politically incorrect lyrics. more »

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It's a sunny day in utah
It's weird when a mc 
Such as me 
Has to set the bar 
For the dragon chasers that inject tar 
Killing kings like lion kings villain scar 
Who do I think I are 
Collecting my irreplaceable hearts in a jar 
Casting spells hoping they go well like my dude Jafar 
But so far 
I've been untouchable 
You gullible half syllable who thinks he's invincible 
To my fully adjustable truly destructible rap pattern 
I'm out of this world just call me Saturn or Venus 
You disagree because you like penis 
In the bum and attract weirdos like planets surrounding the sun 
You can't stop what's already begun 
So begone with the wind 
Before you get air bend into a bin 
Where shitty rappers get checked in to be cleared of hip hops original sin 
That allowed mumble rappers to secure a win
Your nowhere close to my top 10 
You like a pretty girls ugly best friend 
That I deal with so I can smash on the weekend 
Making female plumbers cracks start leakin 
Tie her tubes up to put the sink in 
Now let that sink in 
The weirdest person to ever pick up a pin and scribble in yes 
When they question him 
Man he's dope where has he been 
Hiding like a teenager smugglin in a bottle of gin 
Past security
I'll be doing this well past 23 
My Kobe years are still ahead of me 
White lines kedamean you know what I mean
Do to my routine 
Imagining 
Fishing next to a river stream 
Of streams I never got 
While writing shitty raps in a parking lot 
Holding a parking spot 
For the up and coming rappers that are actually hot 
And have good taste like ketchup on a tatted tot you think you have shot 
Well bitch you thought 
Now go wipe that snot off your nose 
Here it goes better strike a pose for those 

Mornings at home
The mornings at home man
The mornings at home 
The mornings at home 
The mornings at home 
The mornings at home 
It's the mornings at home 
The mornings at home

They sitting alone 
Just to atone for the rocks they've thrown 
At the kid occupying the thrown 
A year later and they changing they tone 
And they ringing his phone 
Like wow 
You've really grown and blown up 
I just wished youd shown up or out 
Changing the doubt to secure more clout 
Man he's stout
I can't wait until he's out of this state 
Cause there's no debate that he's spending his

Mornings at home
The mornings at home man
The mornings at home 
The mornings at home 
The mornings at home 
The mornings at home 
It's the mornings at home 
The mornings at home

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