[Intro]

There was me, Alex.. and three of my mans

All supposed to meet at Korova Milk Bar

The Korova Milk Bar couldn't afford its liquor license

So it sold milkplus Drencrom, or Synthmesc

It would sharpen you up for a bit of the ol' ultraviolence

Which plagued our minds for the evening

And so kiddies... death for all, right right?! RIGHT RIGHT!!

[Verse 1: Cage]

I'm Against the Machine like Rage; bitches say, "I hate you Cage!"

After circle jerks, I wash my hands off and do dirt

Sick with a smirk, plus happy disturbed

Fucked the first two bitches like dogs and I jacked off on the third

I'm obvious oblivion but that's my science

Fuck your head up like corn rows put in by blind giants

Haven't been with it, since the last corpse

Kidded, wore a blood stained smile, and told the cops, "He did it!"

Of course the most raw throughout the 9-1-4, 1-0-9-4-0

Got you beasts shook like Doc Moreau

Pour beer out for yourself because you're walking dead

I'll burn your house down like a fucking Talking Head

And get high like fuck, and pick apart my brain

Dissections may mentally cause infections

Break you with inventions, sick intentions

Leave most MC's lost in my sentence

I'm strictly Beyond and Back, come and get me

Hemotobin, left from a lip like a hickey

Leak smoke got me ready to murder a rookie

Killers on your block tuck in they dicks like Tootsie

Come and witness what your shit missed

Watch the Glock kiss, Little Sis' wet her like a Baptist

Inconvenience; dilemma, like sitting on, Venus

With no shuttle, treeless

Try and pick apart some Agent Orange perception

Catch frontal lobe damage and not manage correction

I smell leak smoke, left by the anonymous

Beats brought back to life die when I'm embalmin' this

Come around and get yo' ass shot to clusters

I'mma play the Injuns with the arrows you be Custer's... back

I ride up on you, divorce your head and neck then scalp it

Rip off all your flesh and make a outfit

[Scratched Hook]

People said his brain was infected by devils

[Verse 2: Cage]

I survived abortion; got mushed in that canister-shaped coffin

'til stolen from the garbage I was tossed in

Instincts, snatch your cream like links

Blow shotguns through the sky, making E.T. eyes chink

See me twisting leak with my peeps from psychiatrics

Get high, run up in your crib and fuck your moms backwards

Lost in the dust, don't give a fuck about dangerous

I'm in it for the whip, plus the cream and the head.. rush

Ready to bust any trick that talk slick

Know a crew of devils in my head that force me to walk..

With, Death in my pocket for the curious

At your execution see twelve faces of Jesus in your jury this

Orange Agent, shit on a vagrant

Caught you in the alley by yourself and left your head vacant

Dare you sample, some of the stress in my life

Give an MC brain surgery with butterfly knife

For all you cunts that try to spit with your bitch clique behind ya

Wake up in the morning with a horse head beside ya

Ma Dukes is just a cherry on top

Spending G's on quacks to try and fix my Clock

I caught the quick lock, buggin' in the institution

Whatever sanity was left, caught the execution

Psychological pollution, they stickin' me with Thorazine solution

Shooting at the sky looking for Godly retribution

And I can almost see clear

I start buggin' like a insect and lay larvae in your ear

Agent Orange stomping on MC corpse limbs, circle body part

Call murder scenes abstract art

Split your sweetbreads it's the horror show in infra-red

Boots get planted in chest there for the misled

Lay it down for naps in the dirt, just like Clockwork

Undress your ghost while your brain's taking a squirt

[Scratched Hook]

People said his brain was infected by devils