[Eon]

One day I launched a rocket up into the moon

And landed on a crater in a blue lagoon

Three girls in the nude, in the pool they had room

Screamin, "Starbuck we wanna have a orgy with you!"

But never in my life had I seen green bitches

And when I want they would grant me three wishes

One was a pound of the blue moon hydro

Twistin it up, watch my divine mind blow

Two was a pair, of gravity boots

With a space helmet, and a Nike moon suit

They took me from the pool up to the bedroom

Where wish number three, my dick they consumed

They hittin me off orally so lovely

Now those dainty ladies they took it easily

Time flew by, no weed, time to leave

It's time to get back to Earth at breakneck speed

I told the moon bitches that I'd see 'em again

And thank you very much for the weed and the head

They were three moon girls, I fucked every one

That story is over - "but my rhyme ain't done!"



[Cage]

This is how I get where the fuck I get

I went to Harlem so I could get some wet

I bought the dutch out of the bodega

Left a cloud of black smoke in the air

Took a '99 Beetle - on a magical mystery tour

Your, narrator's pedal hits the floor

Saw a hardcore, punk rave bitch yellin, "Fuck the law!"

Guzzlin alcohol, leather jacket and a bra

Boots militant, her nose caked up with (?)

Kicked her in the face, yellin Kent

Dipped cigarette, Masai Bai is on cassette

I'm chewin on her nipples like nicorette

Crashed into a Corvette, doin eighty

Face hit the back she went through the glass of the Mercedes

(Oh shit!) Crushed all her bones - and I heard every one

That crime is over - "but my rhyme ain't done!"



[Eon]

Captain Crunch was a slanger of narcotic cereals

And Toucan Sam was his right hand "MAN"

Now Sam was a skimmer, a mini-wheat slinger

Killed Count Chocula with the snap of his finger

Tony the Tiger was his arch-enemy

So anthrax Apple Jacks disguised as Sugar Smacks

To add to that, he was flippin Fruity Pebbles

Told the hoe to hit the skids, cause Trix was for kids

Snap Crackle Pop sellin Krispies on your block

Lucky the Leprechaun is suckin up top

My man Sugar Bear was the one they feared most

Cause he was always known to pack that Cinnamon Toast

Boo Berry got caught, at the Honeycomb Hideout

The man with the Wheaties was a former wide out

There were ninety-nine cereals, I ate every one

That story is over - "but my rhyme ain't done!"



[Cage]

I met this kid named Bob Skarm(?), he had a farm

His pops got shot by his little brother in the front lawn

So he inherits the land, comes up with a master plan

Put Cuba out of B.I., he hands me a C.I.

I got a half a acre, need help with the cultivatin

Thirty-percent of the gross, hands me toast, let's roast

I got a four-wheeler, no street dealers will mega Cage

Won't even leave the state and drop +Indelible+ "Weight"

(What?) Pushed the plow, from here to Moscow, where do I start now?

Burn the crops if you see cops call blaow blaow

I got it, whippin the tractor blotted

Before the first harvest in the corn rows Cage spotted

the tail ends, under surveillance, merc the crop

Run up, (?) got knocked for the smoke lookin at twenty summers

Six hundred plants, and they burnt every one

That story is over - "but my rhyme ain't done!"



[Eon]	Now I'ma tell you what the fuck this means

[Cage]	From nine one four L.E.S. and Queens

[Eon]	Two lyrical technicians that came to play

	Number one Smut Peddler ("Eon and Cage!")

	Just a little somethin that we made up

[Cage]	Sick lies on time, Mighty Mi on the cut

[Eon]	Some of it is fiction, and some of it fact

[Cage]	Now they love a dumb rap on a heavy drum track

[Eon]	They were mad fuckin hoes and we fucked every one

	That story is over.. "and my rhyme is done!"