[Eon]

I stalk down the block, grabbin my jock

Scratch cocks while I dot for my red light stop

Dead right Hobbes I write rhymes for a livin

Hid my misgivings from my brain was still mssing



[Cage]

Read and study while my boots muddy

So fuckin filthy an Avirex butters look bummy

Think out loud, cause I'm allowed, to stage dive in a crowd

of cannibals about to spit across my eyebrow



[Eon]

Now God blessed me with abnormal tendencies

and granted clemency for illegal chemistry

Ain't worth your weight in molecular structure

Out of work like JFK Jr.'s flight instructor



[Cage]

Went, lookin for exits, and tried to get my head fixed

Slept with a perforated picture of Jimi Hendrix

See in these days, Cage is like, 54 ways

to get my fuckin money, mega seedless to blaze



[Chorus: Smut Peddlers]

Sluts, gimmicks, ducks you finished

This is dedicated for those medicated minutes

  Fuck, image, we stuck on spinach

  In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics!

Like sluts, gimmicks, ducks you finished

This is dedicated for those medicated minutes

  Fuck, image, we stuck on spinach

  In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics!



[Cage]

I ran up in a wack open mic cafe on stage

So many biters I performed in a shark cage

in dark shades, during the Central Park raids

I walked out with a book of paper and a bag of beige

friends, the camera lens (is) behind the shoelace

Get more upskirts than (?) for your face



[Eon]

I'm fresh out the box like new (?)

The chicken played with my monkey now we makin zoo porn

Now MC's the Anti-Christ like, Damien thorn

Eric the Pascal(?) land so feel the scorn

The old man, illest show man, my moldin

With logic equal to fifteen Vulcans



[Cage]

And I'm soakin, face lookin blank

Shoot this little kid up with horse tranq' and send him to the bank

with a 'give me the funds' note, clip's missin from the gun

If he gets slapped then fuck it all I'll split it with my dunns

(Bum bum!) I shit on crumbs, got a couple thousand sons

that all shoulda been wiped off some jugs or cloggin lungs



[Eon]

Everytime I dabble watch my life unravel

Did I miss an exit to the road less traveled?

Transmit from the depths of the deepest bassment

Through the pavement, up into spaceships

Deathstar creator, I orbit track wars

My appeal spans Rhodes scholars to slackjaws



[Chorus]



[Eon]

Yo, a Peddler show, include a few heathens

From Hoth to Tatooine, you choose the season

Dialect for all these crews and legions

A walking contradiction like "Jews for Jesus"



[Cage]

I spit how the earth taste and pass forms out of place

Galvanize my face and kill for breathin space

Nobody to trace, open the trunk like the case

Light the L off of your body and sweepd you in the face



[Eon]

Yeah I seen old timers became semi-thugs

I got more dizzy spells than Reginald Denny does

Cranium blower, Shea Stadium goer

Hydro cultivator turned uranium grower



[Cage]

I'm the, smut chancellor, got vagina slippers for the floor

Show you and that slut you call wifey hardcore

While I burn off the lips, stacked(?) to evolve

(?) I'm down to shoot (?) fucks cause I cancelled their cause



[Chorus]



[Cage]

In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics!

In a second you'll be checkin into fuckin smut clinics!