In-Outs The High & Mighty (Ft. 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 twats then I bail after they’re knocked
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 shitn'
Dust your devotchka’s crotch for Cage prints
Leave pussy glowin' orange and it’s been like that since
My man's truck crashed, the radiation plant burned
Spit ran out, lit up like Green Lantern
Bit me on the wrist, while I'm drinkin Sunkist
The can popped I spit electric piss
From big city to outback, somebody's gettin caught in it
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

[Hook: 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