If you let me out of my Hellish cage
Popped locks - one!
Cocked glocks - two!
Knock knock - boom!
Bodies hit the floor, Oh - your mom opened the door
Dreams kill kids, I kill kids dreams, provoking the lord
Stroke the trigger, pull it and rip, pull it and rip
And save two or three bullets in the clip
Reserved and tagged for whomever you love
You always come with shit but never with slugs
Not rebel nor thug - I just fight, write and fuck
You wouldn't get 'wiser' if you were buying a bud
Pick up the mic! Start rapping - I'm fed up with that
I've never heard so many dumb fucks begging for death
Battling steel, shattering dreams with a pen and paper
Been telling you audio riders for days and ages
If you let me out of my Hellish cage...
I'd pile the bodies to Heavens gate!
Me? What? naw, I'm the kid closing curtains
Perfect? No, I'm a brew slamming guy with a purpose
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