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cage – radiohead كلمات اغاني

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(i’m a radiohead, i’m a radiohead)

coming this winter, straight jackets by north face
tour’d 3 all girl schools and could spit out how each wh0r- taste
record shops’ll see more fiends than a detox
when cage sh-t drops, like lsd blots
you can’t handcuff what you can’t snuff
before your body’s embalmed i dipped the philly for a puff
keep your eyes peeled – make sure your teams packing the glocks kids
pour disinfectant in they ears i’m speaking noxious
alex the baby came after after birth
i ain’t been straight with god since he dropped my -ss on earth
you gonna burn for that!
then burn me right now paul
my scalp still wears a scar from that lobotomy seminar
can’t help but act out, when i black out
i push my brother’s eyes in then i kicked them back out
you kids trying to blast at me better learn to shoot straighter
premature brains get cooked up in the incubator (pssssss)
page 67, paragraph 2
show precision in your ‘how to skin mc’s alive manual’

i’m a radiohead, getting open ’til i’m brain dead
then i’m getting open ’til you brain dead
i’m a radiohead, getting open ’til i’m brain dead
then i’m getting open ’til i brain dead

i was possessed by dionysus
kicked outta highschool for giving paps smears of crisis
cold-type ciphers
i burn motherf-ckers ’til the fume kicks
watch me f-ck them four craft b-tches to death with broom sticks
sweeping with chicks, lacing up d-cks, getting lovely
’til i’m sp-ced out roughly like martians playing rugby (aha)
see a vigilante, shoot him ’til his heart stops
and send his eyes to the cops in a box for crime watch
slipped out the sn-tch, wipe my face clean of the cr-p
that’s been holding me back since minus 9 months my leaky sack
blind ya!
t. ec. behind ya!
who could undermine the?
sickest of intelligence to find ya!
the v-g-n- re-designah
get you opened out your mind ya
sent to death trynna slide out your own spine ta
find a life where your c-ck’s treated like christ
and every c-nt from up the block will beg forgiveness from your s-x device

i’m a radiohead, getting open ’til i’m brain dead
then i’m getting open ’til you brain dead (x2)

obnoxious crotches
smack they -ss ’til skin blotches
mail bombin’
weather from holland
still smilin’
fishburne like lawrence
agent orange
revived a victim then locked her in cold storage
ate a p-ssy popped
stumped her under vulture n-gga blocks
-n-lyze the blood clots, before greater body rots
factual photo: p-ss pierced shut
seared sl-t josie
used to take facials mostly
gang this bong
while i pick that lionel ritchie afro c-nt out all night long
i’m into like… (fffff) altering my perception
emptied a clip in my reflection for looking my direction

i’m a radiohead, getting open ’til i’m brain dead
then i’m getting open ’til you brain dead (x2)

(i’m a radiohead, i’m a radiohead
the nasty agent orange is comin’
bright and early in the mornin’
with the necro coroner behind drumin’
on the severed headpiece of your woman)

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