[Verse 1: Cage]
It feels so good
When I wake up in my skin like it should
Nothing to regain
Don't give a shit about your claims
If it rains
If the sun shines
If the bitch I fuck has any brains
Lines of caine
Cut across the table for your pain
Using one straw the hepatitis game
The precipiss of fame
Thinkin up ways to make a name
Should cut your face up why look the same
As your fuckin followers
Wear it on your face sometimes your swollowers
Then walkin out the house without my monitors
Slitherin alone
Killin two birds, the one stoned
Imagine the shit you could kill from the throne
Fuckin Rome
I am a slave until my record's bein mastered
Until then Im still a dad and a bastard
Probably why my eggs were in one basket
Because I saw myself dead in a casket
All bloody, embalmed and filled with acid
It feels so good
When I wake up in my skin like it should
Nothing to regain
Don't give a shit about your claims
If it rains
If the sun shines
If the bitch I fuck has any brains
Lines of caine
Cut across the table for your pain
Using one straw the hepatitis game
The precipiss of fame
Thinkin up ways to make a name
Should cut your face up why look the same
As your fuckin followers
Wear it on your face sometimes your swollowers
Then walkin out the house without my monitors
Slitherin alone
Killin two birds, the one stoned
Imagine the shit you could kill from the throne
Fuckin Rome
I am a slave until my record's bein mastered
Until then Im still a dad and a bastard
Probably why my eggs were in one basket
Because I saw myself dead in a casket
All bloody, embalmed and filled with acid
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