Testi:
Cage For Your Box

on my dick, rappin' scrappin' your brains with the brush of death Sent for some fuckin' noises if no bitch ass accent militant experiment goin' A-wall plus your

while the gas chamber's deep Just wait around for death because the news is gonna air it Don't be chickenshit conformists like your parents We need to

in chest there for the misled Lay it down for naps in the dirt, just like Clockwork Undress your ghost while your brain's takin a squirt [Chorus] [Dialogue

fragments float up at staggered seas Dirty work plus applicants with chatter box disease Iron bandit, give them the stars, the head balloons and rubies Asked for

that keeps your ilusions locked in a little box Fright comes, you find yourself lonely in a cage of conclusions crowding your mind You sit back bowing your

the sadness that keeps your illusions locked in a little box Fright comes, you find yourself lonely in a cage of conclusions crowding your mind You sit back bowing your

I damage your chest I'm on the quest to be the best, and can't sell us for less Bitch alert your block cause my cage unlock Red and grey riding chops

like lighting fighters Keep fighting Put your lighters up Point em' skyward UH! Had a dream I was king I woke up Still king This rap game's nipples is mine For

cater all around the devil block, trouble not, im ready for em, niggas they know im ready for them, im the hardest ima ?? so im heated heavy for it, why you lookin for