Cage Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Illest 4 Letter Word Lyrics

Test Test..

 

 (CAGE)

 You wanna kill me nigga?

 

 All the way live, we bring to you to host the annual drowning, 

 in Lake Michigan..

 

 (CAGE)

 I heard some blonde bitch walking through New York looking for Cage

 I'll stab you in the face, ten times in the same place

 Lace your little infant 'til you thinking different

 When in the same building on the street lift you off your feet

 Won't chill then, microsibling to my cock

 Dribbling, Scribbling verses

 For the worthless, fuck a million purses

 Keep the doctor to remove the slug

 I bug when I stand so simple

 Took you in the club

 Something for ya entourage

 Something for your body guards

 History shows rappers dying in cars

 They lost one in the West; we lost one in the East

 Should I drown you in Lake Mich. or buck you in Miami Beach? 

 

 Chorus: Cage

 

 The illest four-letter word in the world is Cage!

 Ya better off fucking some cunt raw and gettin AIDS

 

 Bitch the illest four letter word in the world is Cage!

 Bitch the illest four letter word in the world is Cage!

 Ya better off fucking some cunt raw and gettin AIDS

 

 The Illest four letter word in the world is Cage!

 

 (CAGE) 

 The illest four letter word in the world, supporter

 Rhyme slaughter, the listener to death save the gun for the

 Blonde Ambition, fell off the Christian wagon

 Your systems saggin biting my shit and I'm laughing

 I can freak simple shit and sell records but I don't

 I write the illest shit that cause fans to enter bitin' zones

 Keep your guards by your guard you showing cards on the low

 See a man gotta deal, now y'all look just like ??

 All you schizophrenics need help with reality

 Kill your two little personalities

 Shark getting snuck a salary

 Observe gravity pullin ya in to earth gradually

 You'll see you need a style I create to try and battle me

 

 Chorus 

 

 (CAGE)

 Big electro shock that you can't understand

 I wreck intellects slanted brains like Japan

 My An-ger's a result of sick lust

 Won't you come and injure us with their brains stringed up

 I've never contemplated while hallucinating 

 my existence aiding those with imaginations 

 and mental disorders pulsating

 I'm training

 My lost love leaves princess to interest and this other slut

 To puff bundles of dust

 From bongs while she rocks a thong we get drawn

 I keep scratching her clit with salad tongs

 Fucked her up against the intercom

 So my nigga's down stairs can hear

 We're buggin like an insect laying larva in ya ear

 

 Chorus