featuring Cage
Ah ladies and gentlemen, you're smut peddlers again
We're going back to our roots
We are porn again..
[Cage]
I surf out spots and I bail after they knock
Socially disorder like, whites blacks and Puerto Rocks
In your lab with toast and oven mittens
Keep my feet in anus MC's so much they stop shittin
The Sugar Box, called crotch, for Cage prints
Leave pussy glowin orange in a spin like dioxins
My man's truck crashed, the radiation plant burned
Spit ran out, lit up like Green Lantern
Bentley on the wrist, while I'm drinkin Sunkist
? ? ? I spit electric piss
From big city to outback, somebody's gettin cornered
And my steez got my old seeds suicidal abortin shit
Even cheerleader from a player present
Stuck this hooker with broken glass
until her belly looked pregant
Pissed in her mouth and lit her stomach for a while
Kicked her in the ass while she gave birth to a crystal
Chorus: Mr. Eon, Cage
I peddle smut like paper routes with no droughts
We givin IN-OUTS, and IN-OUTS, and more IN-OUTS
I spray fluid by the ounce, your pouch gets pounced
Givin IN-OUTS, and IN-OUTS, and more IN-OUTS
I peddle smut like paper routes, your mom's house
catches IN-OUTS, and IN-OUTS, and more IN-OUTS
I spray fluid by the ounce, your pouch gets pounced
Givin IN-OUTS, and IN-OUTS, and more IN-OUTS
[Mr. Eon]
We get our lye on, while my shit spray like Krylon's
My wide-eyed state red just like a cylon
From the drug that I be high on, you know my motto
I'm tellin you girl, I got a tough pill to swallow
Like Killamanjaro, been in there
ever since Rory Sparrell, shot straight like an arrow
