Cage 9 (Cage9)

Cage 9 (Cage9) - Illest 4 Letter Word songtekst

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[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]
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