Most In Outs lyrics

by

Cage


[Intro: Mr. Eon]

Ah, yes ( in, in in ) Ah ( out, out, out )
Ah, sh*t ( in, in in ) Ah ( out, out, out )
Ah, yes ( in, in in ) tell 'em ( out, out, out )

[Verse 1: Mr. Eon]

Doin' the Humpty Dance on the cowboy star
I'm homely handsome, your crew lookin like {?}
This albino, in the film "The War"
People do not treat me like they do Jabaar
The cawkus(?) artist
Got a harlequinn's ass propped up on the arm rest
Of the velvet automan
And in my spare time, I'm feedin' the chastized, clandestine
This tainted ass moonshine, meet Mr. Eon
Or E-guess(?) your girl is calling me E(?)
Deep dumby, you f*cking crumb creep
Do you and your fancy-pants crew quite lovely
And you whirly girlie, is j*rking mе
To the point where shе needs some (?) surgery
(?) hustable, without the diluted (?)
At the pen relays (?) naucious

[Chorus: Mr. Eon & Cage]
Cancel the peddlers? Motherf*ckers never
In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember
From a virgin, to a first freak-and-deak endeavor
Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda
Cancel the peddlers? Motherf*ckers never
In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember
From a virgin, to a first freak-and-deak endeavor
Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda

[Verse 2: Cage]

Rage b*tch (rage b*tch), get off the f*cking stage kids
I heard you were dead (Behold Cage lives)
Serial drill, refill the mops bloody
Got extra mags for each one of my opps' buddies
Nah, we're not about to get a lil deep
How come every dude with "lil" in his name's a lil creep?
Still keep a few bars to get a lil sleep
R.I.P. your jewelry off your corpse like Lil Peep
(Rip) On her knees praying for in-outs
After I tucked it into her mouth like a Zyn Pounch
She'll never hear me say "I do"
b*tch got a body count higher than her IQ
(Yeaugh) To think she sound genius
I don't wanna lose my p*nis, I'm already abrely z-list
(Oh sh*t) b*tch got weird teeth, dudes still eat her pus*y like beer meech(?) food
[Chorus: Mr. Eon & Cage]

Cancel the peddlers? Motherf*ckers never
In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember
From a virgin, to a first freak-and-deak endeavor
Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda
Cancel the peddlers? Motherf*ckers never
In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember
From a virgin, to a first freak-and-deak endeavor
Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda

[Verse 3: Mr. Eon]

My final form can't be ignored no more
My brain got numb by the (?) liquor
That I adorned
Only liquid now is vysine
We didn't go together like me and (?)
Seen I been the illest, just ask me, sho nuff
di*k Starbuck the CEO of GoPuff
I was a shogun warrior in '82
I spit like the Godzilla model right at you
I'm (?), saxophone collossus
Turn your quaint funks into (?) moshpits
I bang the building with pinball tilting
Pass that! I specialize in blizz(?) killing
It's from (?) to Gangrene, driking sips from a canteen
It's Eon on the cover of your (?)
Meddling kdis, you ain't peddling this
I step to your G, and spell like a (?), so
[Chorus: Mr. Eon & Cage]

Cancel the peddlers? Motherf*ckers never
In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember
From a virgin, to a first freak-and-deak endeavor
Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda
Cancel the peddlers? Motherf*ckers never
In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember
From a virgin, to a first freak-and-deak endeavor
Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda

[Outro]

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