Hell’s Winter (Demo)

Lyrics
[Intro: Cage] There's something in the way not for Dr. Zummer Hocked a tumor in the loogie and left it in Montezuma Swam back to the US after Russian roulette No deal on the table, give me a label to suplex [Verse 1: Cage] Came to fill them with pain, take a print of my brain Flash it on the screen, you won't leave the cinema sane Had a following Fondling and it wouldn't let go 'Til I spiked the EC football into the Def Jux endzone And when it hit the grass, it covered the crowd with mud Mom slippеd my bare ass out, I covered thе ground with blood Then she wiped it on my face like war paint Then slapped me, I cry, I'ma die with a hardcore brain Cracked the door's frame when I opened the world around it Exhale the hinges in the air with them ounces My frontal lobe bounces off the wall, then it rots from The picture that it painted like suicide with a shotgun [Hook: Cage] I'm trying to pick up the pieces, keep cutting My hands. When I put it back together, it's feces In a permanent Hell, I find tranquility teaches Me how to design perfect masks around you creatures We're going too far, nobody could reach us I'm starting to drown, and I'm covered with leeches Until my last breath, they'll be screaming from the bleachers Then I'll be dead like all my teachers [Verse 2: Cage] Despite all my rage, I'm a rat in a Cage disguise Communicate your love, injecting bleach in my eyes The dubiously demented dented to dependant cradles Slipped through a grasp from the broken glass, highly unstable I left a label, then my girl left me shortly after I told her don't call me again, or I'ma freaking blast her Time-travel every time I'm in a trance, I walk With an umbrella through the Reign of Terror in France Don't go to the club to dance, I stand there with a glass of vodka Come to terms, I'm just like my bastard father Left my mother with a kid and flipped her lid When I started to look like him, she threw me out the crib And I was only two, my grandmother was a Hitler Youth Just dropped "Agent Orange," and ain't got no dough to fix this tooth I'm thinking out loud "I hate life" like that matters Letting shit out that happened to fit in a rap pattern [Hook: Cage] I'm trying to pick up the pieces, keep cutting My hands. When I put it back together, it's feces In a permanent Hell, I find tranquility teaches Me how to design perfect masks around you creatures We're going too far, nobody could reach us I'm starting to drown, and I'm covered with leeches Until my last breath, they'll be screaming from the bleachers Then I'll be dead like all my teachers
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- Cage