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high mighty - in-outs lyrics

ah ladies and gentlemen, you’re sm-t peddlers again
we’re going back to our roots
we are p-rn again.
[cage]
i surf out spots and i bail after they knock
socially disorder like, whites blacks and puerto rocks
in your lab with toast and oven mittens
keep my feet in -n-s mc’s so much they stop sh-ttin
the sugar box, called crotch, for cage prints
leave p-ssy glowin orange in a spin like dioxins
my man’s truck crashed, the radiation plant burned
spit ran out, lit up like green lantern
bentley on the wrist, while i’m drinkin sunkist
??? i spit electric p-ss
from big city to outback, somebody’s gettin cornered
and my st–z got my old seeds suicidal abortin sh-t
even cheerleader from a player present
stuck this hooker with broken gl-ss
until her belly looked pregant
p-ssed in her mouth and lit her stomach for a while
kicked her in the -ss while she gave birth to a crystal
[chorus: mr. eon, cage]

i peddle sm-t like paper routes with no droughts
we givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
i spray fluid by the ounce, your pouch gets pounced
givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
i peddle sm-t like paper routes, your mom’s house
catches in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
i spray fluid by the ounce, your pouch gets pounced
givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
[mr. eon]
we get our lye on, while my sh-t spray like krylon’s
my wide-eyed state red just like a cylon
from the drug that i be high on, you know my motto
i’m tellin you girl, i got a tough pill to swallow
like killamanjaro, been in there
ever since rory sparrell, shot straight like an arrow
i hope to grab up pirates just like a pharoah
and i wobble too much, for the straight and narrow
but on this mic, i be a pleasant surprise
like seein shaved p-ssy right in front of your eyes
intriguing, your empty words have no meaning
you need vivarin if you gonna keep sleeping
i be quenching thirsts, you’re just quarter water
never heard about, just like seargeant slaughter
o-i-n-t, cobra clutch your domepiece
i try to stay slim, but my sh-t be obese
[chorus: cage, mr. eon]

i peddle sm-t like paper routes with no droughts
we givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
spray fluid by the ounce, your pouch gets pounced
givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
i peddle sm-t like paper routes, your mom’s house
catches in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
spray fluid by the ounce, your pouch gets pounced
givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
[cage]
i scribble declarations cause mental patients need it
turn a dominatrix to a submissive cheerleader
bite it beat it eat it hit it quit it
then i stick my fingers in the f-ckin mouth of critics
ahhh, day in the life of agent orange mad e.t.
paraphanelia, try all local tw-ts in the area
stormin grounds with four-pounds, i exist through the rounds
take it out on my mom’s dome with legs and arms bound
[mr. eon]
we spit phlegm that’s outrageous, like sneaker prices
mics get wet like d-ld- devices
bleed from sores that’s p-ss ridden, plus hidden
in a crackerjack surprise, your demise
the skull fracture, i attacked ya
mr. e in 3-d, you’re just a beat jacker
exhalin flatulence, past tense
have quadripalegics, doin back bends
[chorus: cage, mr. eon]

i peddle sm-t like paper routes with no droughts
givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
spray fluid by the ounce, your pouch gets pounced
givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
i peddle sm-t like paper routes, your mom’s house
catches in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs
spray fluid by the ounce, your pouch gets pounced
givin in-outs, and in-outs, and more in-outs

agent orange, sm-t peddler for life
d-ck starbuck, sm-t peddler for life
dj mighty mi, sm-t peddler for life
j the sultan, sm-t peddler for life
al goldstein, sm-t peddler for life
bill clinton, sm-t peddler for life
hide your women

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