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CAGE : Weather People lyrics

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CAGE lyrics : "Weather People"

[Verse 1]
I met shorty at the mall
Her bra holdin two d-cups of jello

My socks yellow from leaky - Hello!
What a bag would do to you
When the doobiest move me to a piece of property

Forget what I just put the groupie through
Got her spinnin to the angel, dizzy to diesel
Roll up the PCP-lease, I'm busy with evil

My hand on the tit, I'm commandin her !@$%
Disband of this %#@!, nobody knows but it's expandin the chips
Chicks wanna touch I might go shoot up the fruits in her

Dip in my mouth lookin like I'm recruited by Lucifer
Ain't like what I roll up is anti-religious
But it's like I copped in chinatown, I would slant eyes the (*##$es


[Chorus]
This is for my Weather People, them clever people

Haters should speak against cause they were never equals
Drug-fiends, I was happy to beat you
What you tell the ex hoes? "I'm sorry I ain't treat you!"

Learned myself cause nobody said "let me teach you"
This ain't for the Middletown people I still see through
This is for my Weather People, them clever people

Haters should speak against cause they were never equals
Dust-fiends, I was happy to beat you
What you tell the ex ho? "I'm sorry I ain't eat you!"

Learned myself cause nobody said "let me teach you"
We follow the same road but we know where it leads to


[Verse 2]
Chrome 380 drive me crazy cause it's fun to clap
My !@&^rader, callin out more hoes than Thundercats

In that burberry like a yuppie lumberjack
But you don't see the pattern till I take the coat off blunderblack
Rolled up, ready for brain acupuncture

Then I took the hoodie off the !@$% and didn't much her
Welcome to the strangest of days, there's dangerous ways
You find death, I found it in the angelin haze

Johnny Mnemonic with the Bubonic in the leathergoose
$#&@ the North Face, it's what I got underneath that's weatherproof
And when it jump out to speak

It'll greet you with a flash of light
then leave you in a box cause the worms need you


[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Come and see Hell's house, whatever bleeds yells out
And the first two letters of my click is "WE" spelled out
The locals hate me, cause the locals love me

Every piece of %#@! emcee with a dream from here can't touch me
"$#&@ me!" - That's what they hoes yell out, lovin the ^&@#$
Tight like the rims in the street with the rubber between us

Everytime I whipe my $$# or get cloudy
Ten local rappers wanna write a song about me
In and out of the hash like I'm in and out of the blue mesk

In and out of my mind like I'm in and out of the US
Drip swet to NY, dip wet then get high
And thank G.O.D. Al-Qaida wasn't in the sky


[Chorus]

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