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