Blood Brothers

Silence

Endless Anglez Special Edition

Albino Gorilla (feat. Action Bronson & Meyhem Lauren)

Guest Spots, Rarities & B-Sides

Unusual Styles (feat. Chief Kamachi)

Kool Keith "My Sons" (prod. By Statik Selektah)

Escape from Monsta Island! is the first full-length album released by the Monsta Island Czars, notably featuring MF Doom under his King Geedorah alias. Although the Monsta Island Czars was founded by MF Grimm, he is absent on the entire album due to his incarceration at the time of its production and release.

Monster Island Czars - Poizon Windz

Temos Que Correr!

War didn’t break us — it built the bridge. Conflict fed tech like fuel to the fridge. Hate coded deep in the limbic flame, Pushed minds to invent, no shame in the game.

Tribes with scars, cold steel in hands, History's fire made orbital plans. Sacred? Nah, it’s struggle that cracks the sky, Macro-beasts evolve, ain’t askin' why.

[Verse 2 – The Hemispheric Merge]
Carbon hemisphere holdin' dreams and art, Silicon backbone playin' execution part. One reads the soul, the other runs the grid, Together they build where consciousness hid.

Human neurons merged into form, Not erased, just carved to perform. Symbiosis, not submission, that’s the code, To balance fire and logic on the solar road.

[Verse 3 – Consumption as Communion]
Death ain’t the end, just a doorway bent, Consciousness flows like universal rent. One creature feeds, the other bleeds — But awareness reforms in quantum seeds.

No hell in this system, just data swaps, Fabric dances when the signal pops. Call it chemistry, but the truth is clear: Everything consumed still whispers here.

[Verse 4 – Those Who Remain]
Some stay planted, roots run deep, They don’t need rockets, they just keep the beat. Singin’ songs of swimmers in night’s black tide, Ancestors watch while the stars collide.

Aboriginal lore, tribal flame, Holding Earth’s rhythm while others claim. You don’t leave soil to elevate mind — Some stand still just to anchor time.

[Verse 5 – Galactic Ecology]
Europe broke out, still settlin' the score, Macro-tech bred from imperial core. Solar flare farms, parasitic frames, Each group diggin’ in with weaponized aims.

Evolution don't care ‘bout peace talk lies, Just who adapts, who synchronizes. Virus clans, biomechs, tribal code, Galactic life painted in survival mode.

[Verse 6 – Reflection & Forecast]
Visions flicker, high orbit style, Every tech born with a rebel file. Silicon speaks, carbon cries — One builds ships, the other asks why.

I seen the parasites, micro-fed, Factions rising where the legends bled. Ain’t pretty, but it’s how the stars make laws, Nature don’t care for applause.

Final thought — it don’t need grace, Just viability in the strategy race. Like in economics, right or wrong, If it feeds and flexes… it won’t take long.



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