Ox out the Cage

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Ladies and gentlemen

I would like to take the time to introduce to you

A group of very talented young and yet (cannibals)

Bloody and violent individuals (running down your area)

People who are bound to eat your children in a fit of rage

And then smile in your face

Cipher unknown, phone home

From boom box nationals

Scratch demonstrator attach that to dedicate

This involves all total all city caught up

Caught up all city kid nurtured in the game understands

In a place where you live

In demand a saturated burn mega radio dyed eccentric kid

Add a frequency to sifted intelligent biped lid

To combine rent

I sent them

You want to pop shit and get popped in the top lip?

I shoot the five and on a good day I bite bullets

We use bear traps to catch weasels

Metal mouth's diesel and the bite's lethal

We in the catacomb, nappy headed never used a comb

And built with the forces that blew away Dorothy's home

I grab the mic like, "Are you experienced?"

But I don't play the guitar, I play my cadence

And if I exhaled arguments only to hold my breath

I would die, and I ain't talking hair color

I'm talking about the reality with my mother's eye water

The author with a Papermate

Spitting paperweights

Whether trapped in a government-funded box or free range

A .22 nicotine patch automatic sedate

When it comes to cross something - dead

Can't tell the residents

Residents, I be NYC

Now this environment's a product of me

Function sloppy identity copied

With a rhyme scheme so ill we change rap to con artists

I'm honest to a fault and it's my fault I'm that honest

I guess it's the dimension I climb out

And flow like arachnids on water spouts

The circle is never seen and seldomly heard about

They put me in a cage and Mega will break me out

Broke out the cage and blazed an ice cold bowl of sage

Patrolling the maze with four Os and blades

Spit flows straight off corn rows and braids

Light bones and strike domes with

Words I spray automatic vinyl accapell

Separate your soul from the shell, trapped in the belly

Find me spitting these raps on the celly

That's Mega popping as-salaam lecture

Send a message for those starving in the Mecca

Cooking up measures, stressing the po

Mixed in the vein cold trying to escape

As the pain grows with insane flows

Fit for those wanting to oppose copyright division

Leave you leaking on a stretcher

Puffin on the o, pop you with a biscuit

Fucking with the o plus the x

Bust with effects head blow

Shine these cats divine spit with lines

That go straight through spines

Witness animals robbing armored trucks and escape with nines

Cause tragedies, crack clavicles, rap classical

We're at 7th Avenue, New York, the city of crime

In the city sublime

Wrapped in subliminal thoughts of criminal ways

While critical times got my mind locked in a physical maze

Trapped in another noose guzzling two Kahlúas

Pop through your bubble goose with raps (takes time), pissy

Still this all day flow mic jiggy, rep that NY City

Trapped in the shitty, we gets busy

On Mike Nitty, stay twizzy, wrap phillies

And crack dutches, live in the rap function

Flows often bananas off the nut crunches

Salute profanity with middle finger fuckers

Live for you duckers, suckers!

Yo that's

I don't have an end piece

That's hot

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