Agent Orange 12"

(Dialogue below interpreted by Cage from the film "Clockwork Orange")<br><br> *whispered in the background: "Smoke dust, shoot the cops <br> Give out automatics to your friends on the block"*<br><br>There was me, Alex.. and three of my mens<br>All supposed to meet at Korova Milk Bar<br>The Korova Milk Bar couldn`t afford it`s liquor license<br>so it sold milkplus Drencrom, or Synthmesc<br>It would sharpen you up for a bit of the ol` ultraviolence<br>which plagued our minds for the evening<br>And so kiddies... death for all, right right?! RIGHT RIGHT!!<br><br>[Verse One: Cage]<br>I`m Against the Machine like Rage; bitches say, "I hate you Cage!"<br>After circle jerks, I wash my hands off and do dirt<br>Sick with a smirk, plus I be disturbed<br>Fucked the first two bitches like dogs and I jacked off on the third<br>I`m obvious oblivion but that`s my science<br>Fuck your head up like corn rows put in by blind giants<br>Haven`t been with it, since the last corpse kidded<br>Wore a blood stained smile, and told the cop, "He did it!"<br>Of course the most raw throughout the 9-1-4, 1-0-9-4-0<br>Got you beasts shook like Doc Moreau<br>Pour beer out for yourself because you`re walkin dead<br>I`ll burn your house down like a fuckin Talking Head<br>And get high like fuck, and pick apart my brain<br>Disections [HA!] may [HA!] mentally [HA!] cause [HA!] infections<br>Break you with inventions, sick intentions<br>Leave most MC`s lost in my sentence<br>I`m strictly, beyond and back, come and get me<br>Hemotobin, left from a lip like a hickie<br>Leak smoke got me ready to murder a rookie<br>Killers on your block tuck in they dicks like Tootsie<br>Come and witness what your shit missed<br>Watch the glock kiss, Little Sis` wetter like a Baptist<br>Inconvinence; dilemma, like sitting on, Venus<br>with no shuttle, treeless<br>Try and pick apart some Agent Orange perception<br>Catch frontal lobe damage and not manage correction<br>I smell leak smoke, left by the anonymous<br>Beats brought back to life, die, when I`m embalmin this<br>Come around and get yo` ass shot to clusters<br>I`ma play the injuns with the arrows you be Custard`s.. back<br>I write upon ya, divorce your head and neck then scalp it<br>Rip off all your flesh and make a outfit<br><br>[Chorus: *cut and scratched by the DJ*]<br>People said his brain was infected by devils (3X)<br>Infected by, infected by, infected by devils<br>People said his brain was infected by devils (3X)<br><br>[Verse Two: Cage]<br>I survived abortion; got mushed in that canister shaped coffin<br>til stolen ("that bitch") from the garbage I was tossed in<br>Instincts, snatch your cream like links<br>Blow shotguns through the sky, makin E.T. eyes chink<br>See me twistin leak with my peeps from psychiatrics<br>Get high, run up in ya crib and fuck ya moms backwards<br>Lost in the dust, don`t give a fuck about dangerous<br>I`m in it for the whip, plus the cream and the head.. rush<br>Ready to bust any trick that talk slick<br>Know a crew of devils in my head that force me to walk..<br>with, Death in my pocket for the curious<br>At your execution see twelve faces of Jesus in your jury this,<br>Orange Agent, shit on the vagrant<br>Caught you in the alley by yourself and left your head vacant<br>Dare you sample, some of the stress in my life<br>Give an MC brain surgery with butterfly knives<br>For all you cunts that try to spit with your bitch clique behind ya<br>Wake up in the mornin with a horsehead beside ya<br>Ma Dukes is just a cherry on top<br>Spendin G`s on quacks to try an fix my Clock<br>I caught the quick lock, buggin in the institution<br>Whatever sanity was left, caught the execution<br>Psychological pollution, they stickin me with Thorazine solution<br>Shootin at the sky lookin for Godly retribution<br>And I can almost see clear<br>I start buggin like a insect and lay larvae in ya ear<br>Agent Orange stompin on MC corpse slim circle body part<br>Call murder scenes abstract art<br>Split your sweet prayers since the horror show with infra-red<br>Boots get planted in chest there for the misled<br>Lay it down for naps in the dirt, just like Clockwork<br>Undress your ghost while your brain`s takin a squirt<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>(Dialogue below interpreted by Cage from the film "Clockwork Orange")<br><br>Still feeling alive as the young devotchka collapsed<br>Me being still ready for more in-out in-out<br>Necro still forcing syringes and dope tracks on the locals<br>We came to a place called home<br>and did a little of the old, break and enter<br>I could feel the Drencrom, leading me on to a horrow show