The Weather Report Cage (Ft. Copywrite)

[Hook: Samples with Scratches by DJ Daze]
“The most dominant” - Copywrite
“Copywrite” - Copywrite
“78 degrees” - Copywrite
“Alex with a little message” - Cage
“Eastern Conference” - Cage
“The most dominant” - Copywrite
“Copywrite MC” - Copywrite
“Alex with the fucking loaded thirty-oh-two” - Cage

[Verse 1: Cage]
Nod your head ‘til I bend you with a picture of crooked life
Your auditory’s a corporate glory suffice. You ain’t nice
You like fake dice, caught by work release
Ice-grilling villains, billing to make a killing
Peeling metal fillings like a jux from God, spilling
Your stomach lining for just a fistful of chyme
Then I climbed in your head, kicked around your mind, then said
“By far, these are the weakest design lens!” Infrared
Lasers will take them off for you like new
Danzig, big titty mami porn, yo, that’s loyal
Full brick of brown, Cage is breaking it up
Tell my fans, “Prepare your girls for the trachea fuck”

[Verse 2: Copywrite]
Yo, whether we’re in raincoats or plain clothes
You can brainstorm all day, and Weathermen remain bone
Dry, I’ll quiz you to see where your mind’s at
Whatever the IQ, I’ll multiply myself twelve times that
You’re assuming I’m human, that’s your first mistake
When verbs could make the earth’s crust burst and perforate
So just imagine if all seven bust. It’ll cause
Satan’s soul to shake and the golden gates of Heaven rust
And that talk wasn’t brought to start a trend
I was seeing if my thoughts could split the sea apart again
From now to the hereafter, my lungs
Lunge-punch to crush queer rappers that fear laughter