Cage - Fresh Out The Morgue lyrics

Fresh out the morgue Dip Newports in a corpse rolley Nah this ain't a bottle of stoley I'm higher than Jeff Spicoli Unholy, hope you got hands like the goalie No need to call fam Cause Cage got balls of steel like the tong man You see the snakes transform like deceps and cobra You wanna see jehovah dump some of this ketiset in your soda Somebody really needs to teach these babies Half of this throwback sh** wasn't poppin' in the eighties If she in the mix she gonna be in them flicks You want to start a revolution stick a key in your kicks I'm laid back like the GTC posts for PCP mostly End up just using chicks for heat that's fructose And this the real raw rap I keep the fitted on my thinking cap Anti-freeze on the rocks why you drinking that? Cause sh** is hot and this the coolant do you know what you're doin? Apparently not, your kidneys is one of my students Drugstore cowboy k**er no luck in crack rocks The only canon's they holdin' is rockin snapshots Too smart for prison no phelonies got me merry Cause I'm only six months away from a license to carry Gats for the rats that scramble to find cheese Cause they Gucci and Louis all made by Chinese W-E-A-T-H-E-R music, room and board in the morgue record then loose it... What? I'm goin' back to Stoney Six months for Vay Cay Let my balls re-energize All them dead baby milkshakes you clones are drinkin' Mas Uno what up? I'm in the rocks with the M21 Starlight Sniper Rifle You can't see me what? SA what up? Yo we mixin so yeah, mix that up Nah, dip the whole pound...