Most In Outs

Lyrics

[Intro: Mr. Eon] Ah, yes ( in, in in ) Ah ( out, out, out ) Ah, shit ( 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 Gwar This albino, in a film noir People do not treat me like Abdul-Jabbar The caucus 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, me Mr. Eon (you can call me that) Or E-gas your girl is calling me E flats This son's deep, dumby, you fucking crumb creep Do you and your fancy-pants crew quite lovely And your whirly girlie, is jerking me To the point whеre she needs some Tommy John surgеry Combustable Huxtable, without the diluted Dilaudid At the pen relays leavin nauseous [Chorus: Mr. Eon & Cage] Cancel the peddlers? Motherfuckers never In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember From virgin, to her first freaky-deak endeavor Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda Cancel the peddlers? Motherfuckers never In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember From virgin, to her first freaky-deak endeavor Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda [Verse 2: Cage] Rage bitch (rage bitch), get off the fucking 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" Bitch got a body count higher than her IQ (Yeaugh) She thinks she's under a genius I don't wanna lose my penis, I'm already barely z-list (Oh shit) Bitch got weird teets, dudes still eat her pussy like beard meats food [Chorus: Mr. Eon & Cage] Cancel the peddlers? Motherfuckers never In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember From virgin, to her first freaky-deak endeavor Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda Cancel the peddlers? Motherfuckers never In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember From virgin, to her first freaky-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 numbed by that poured liquor That I adored Only liquid now is Visine We didn't go together like me and Pai Mei Seen I been the illest, just ask me, sho nuff Dick Starbuck the CEO of GoPuff I was a Shogun Warrior in '82 I spit like the Godzilla model right at you I'm Sonny Rollins, saxophone colossus Turn your quaint functions into operatic moshpits I bang the building with pinball tilting Pass that! I specialize in blizz killings From (?) to Gangrene, drinking sips from a canteen It's Eon on the cover of your fanzine . Meddling kids, you ain't peddling this I step to your G, it smelt like Gefilte fish, so [Chorus: Mr. Eon & Cage] Cancel the peddlers? Motherfuckers never In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember From virgin, to her first freaky-deak endeavor Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda Cancel the peddlers? Motherfuckers never In-outs and in-outs, the taste you remember From virgin, to her first freaky-deak endeavor Here to throw a wrench in your corny ass agenda [Outro] ( out, out, out, in in in ) ( out, out, out, in in in ) ( out, out, out, in in in ) ( out, out, out ) ( out, out, out, in in in ) ( out, out, out, in in in ) ( out, out, out, in in in ) ( out, out, out )