Cage - A Crowd Killer Lyrics

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I'm an anarchist no wait i'm an antichrist

Couldn't find a third six of my scalp so i used a knife

Scratched it in i'm wasted getting trashed again

An active ten laughing and slashing friends

Selling dust to kids is how i used to spend the day

'cause i was only trying to live like tim mcvay

I respect women's lib by letting them get their mace off

My dogs are hungry so i flick em with cutting your face off

Follow my lead smoke weed and bleed sloppy

If you see me selling out in the store one more copy

Jump in the crowd and start swinging the cordless

Then dismember all you high-tech spy kids with a swordfish

See these cats in the streets off tv they all bitch

Fans with a mic wanna battle they all shit

So i push cop killers and things they call quits

Then let off one in the crowds they all hits

My career's low on gas i'm stabbing the rapper in sight

A suicidal failure like shady's ex-wife

One day got too pissed and sliced open two wrists

I punch lines 'til there's coke all over my two fists

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Look off over crowd connect nicotine buzz

Then find your bitch dug out like the headrest where them screens was

Fuck your six i got sixteen waiting

Anymore patient than when they switched me to out-patient

Left the hospital and dissed my whole crew

Even pop knew the deal and walked out when i was two

Get slammed in the dirt murked and earth plate shaked

You ain't stirring hurricanes you breath on birthday cake

See some more fags we'll choke them herbs

And beat promoters down and be booked on spoken word

If i'm too sick i'm sorry i'm trying to get my head right

Wrapped up in this cult that i started on my website

See these cats in the streets off tv they all bitch

Fans with a mic wanna battle they all shit

So i push cop killers and things they call quits

Then let off one in the crowds they all hits

I snap a copy of blade on dvd in half

Slice your neck and hand you a pamphlet on aids

Smut peddlers break up is apparent

When i put shit together like malcolm mclaren

So keep staring i keep feeding your brain flaws

I'm porn again like the scam that got me in chain stores

Cage number 9 on billboard fuck

Now i gotta sick kubrick on lil' bow wow's nuts

Long range shots to where you and your mans is

Missed and hit some skinny ugly white bitch in kansas

Scratch her eyes out right where the evil itched her

Need a [unverified] elixir a heaven [unverified]

See these cats in the streets off tv they all bitch

Fans with a mic wanna battle they all shit

So i push cop killers and things they call quits

Then let off one in the crowds they all hits

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