Produced by Necro [Intro: Cage -Dialogue interpreted from film 'Clockwork Orange') "There was me, Alex... and three of my fam... All supposed to meet at the Korova Milk Bar... The Korova Milk Bar couldn't afford it's liquor license So it sold milk plus Drencrum, or Synthemesc... It would sharpen you up for a bit of the old ultraviolence Which we had in mind for the evening And so kiddies... d**h for all... right right? [Verse One: Cage] I'm Against the Machine like Rage; b**hes say, 'I hate you Cage!' After circle jerks, I wash my hands off and do dirt Sick with a smirk, plus I be disturbed f**ed the first two b**hes like dogs and I jacked off on the third I'm obvious oblivion but that's my science f** your head up like corn rows put in by blind giants Haven't been with it, since the last corpse kidded Wore a blood stained smile, and told the cops, 'He did it!' Of course the most raw throughout the 9 - 1 - 4 , 1 - 0 - 9 - 4 - 0 Got you beasts shook like Doc Moreau Pour beer out for yourself because you're walking dead I'll burn your house down like a f**in Talking Head And get high like f**, and pick apart my brain Disections may mentally cause infections Break you with inventions, sick intentions Feel no n***as lost in my sentence I'm strictly, beyond and back, come and get me Hemotobin, left from a lip like a hickie Leak smoke got me ready to murder a rookie k**ers on your block tuck in they dicks like Tootsie Come and witness what your sh** missed Watch the Glock kiss, Little Sis' wet her like a Baptist Inconvenience; dilemma, like sitting on, Venus With no shuttle, treeless Try and pick apart my spaced out perception Catch frontal lobe damage and not manage correction I smell leak smoke, left by the anonymous Beats brought back to life die when I'm embalming this Come around and get your a** shot to clusters I'ma play the injuns with the arrows you be Custards... back I ride up on ya, divorce your head and neck, then scalp it Rip off all your flesh and make a outfit [Verse Two: Toxic] I'm out of order, uniquely freaky Hell of a fella, turning virgins into Jazzybellas Perverted sh** I'm with again I shop for ho midgets on tip toes Or flip bimbos and dick nymphos Through their crotchless panties and their pantyhose Intercourse cannibal, already giving orgasms Rough s** and rocking the leather hell-raiser outfit I come equipped looking the sickest Everyt'ing is silicone tits and leaving handprints on big biscuits Experienced Minajatwas with Siamese twins twice Yo let's be precise eat sliced mics like salami The opposite of Gandhi I stay calm until it's time to make the blood spill No frills get k**ed, I bring it to your grill like a mask Trooping with my task force, lost in this life of crime This life of mine is wild Bullets ejected in my direction but f** it We just strike back retaliation laser slugs Even thugs drop once the can is popped I'm not a problem giver, a strong absolver Three fifty seven revolver bomber The shorty trauma jiggy rough don armed robber And super villain super s**m injector He stays wet like an umbrella when in all sectors... [Verse Three: Cage] I survived abortion; got mushed in that canister shaped coffin Til stolen ('that b**h') from the garbage I was tossed in Instincts, snatch your cream like links Blow shotguns through the sky, making E. T. eyes chink See me twistin leak with my peeps from psychiatrics Get high, run up in ya crib and f** ya moms backwards Lost in the dust, don't give a f** about dangerous I'm in it for the whip, plus the cream and the head... rush Ready to bust any trick that talk slick Got a crew of devils in my head that force me to walk... With, d**h in my pocket for the curious At your execution see twelve faces of Jesus in your jury list Madness defines sickens morticians Losing their lunch when they hear what Alex been licking I murder chickens sixteen and over Angels out to get me because I'm higher than Jehovah Necro should've told ya Alex three thousand be arosing clicks up to your feet And stick with brain damage oh childish men Tality, turn up the ba** and stick out my abnormality Exposing your faculty, I got insect specks and the time selects Freestyles burn used to artists to relics Ma Dukes is just a cherry on top Spendin G's on quacks to try an fix my Clock I caught the quick lock, buggin in the institution Whatever sanity was left, caught the execution Psychological pollution, they stickin me with Thorazine solution Shootin at the sky lookin for Godly retribution And I can almost see clear I start buggin like a insect and lay larvae in ya ear And as the worm blow my flow make you more irritable Choking on your cum coughing out your blood through your nasal Thought you was a hard rock, that's a rumor like the loch- Nostalgic Fijis makes complex the simplest... [Outro: Cage] Alright just go back to the beginning cuz he's going to go in...