
54 (Exile Remix) DJ Unknown & DJ Mekalek (Ft. Cage)
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Yo, Yo
Uh...huh, uh...huh, uh...huhhh
Kill that cat, Watch me kill that cat
If it's your girl im lookin' at, watch me kil that
Cat...
[Verse 1: Cage]
I hunt cunts like these, with underground disease
And the yearly matin' spots, spawnin' million emcees
They used to go to shows drink, dance, get high
Then you click the Mic, the whole audience wanna rhyme
In ninety-two, I let the cage outta Alex, through
College radio
Demonstrate the fist, fuck the love ballads
Summon demons in my ad-libs, tongue trickling
Vomit good shit, go feed off dead Christians
Red light in the lincoln, from drinking drencrome
The corpse in my eye can explain the thinking
While I lay behind a wall of flesh, engulfed by the
Homeless
If I escape, I might evaporate my whole state
Plus with cage ripped in half on the concrete
Screaming "that's my spirit running down the street"
The undead, writing in gun lead
Lypo-suck the fat bitch outta box with one hypo jab
Inject tiger-serum, I can't hear em'..."who?"
Alex with the fuckin' loaded 30-0-2
...cause
Uh...huh, uh...huh, uh...huhhh
Kill that cat, Watch me kill that cat
If it's your girl im lookin' at, watch me kil that
Cat...
[Verse 1: Cage]
I hunt cunts like these, with underground disease
And the yearly matin' spots, spawnin' million emcees
They used to go to shows drink, dance, get high
Then you click the Mic, the whole audience wanna rhyme
In ninety-two, I let the cage outta Alex, through
College radio
Demonstrate the fist, fuck the love ballads
Summon demons in my ad-libs, tongue trickling
Vomit good shit, go feed off dead Christians
Red light in the lincoln, from drinking drencrome
The corpse in my eye can explain the thinking
While I lay behind a wall of flesh, engulfed by the
Homeless
If I escape, I might evaporate my whole state
Plus with cage ripped in half on the concrete
Screaming "that's my spirit running down the street"
The undead, writing in gun lead
Lypo-suck the fat bitch outta box with one hypo jab
Inject tiger-serum, I can't hear em'..."who?"
Alex with the fuckin' loaded 30-0-2
...cause
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