| Song | Hell's Winter |
| Artist | Cage |
| Album | Hell's Winter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Palko, Producto Mart |
| [00:00.00] [Cage ] | |
| [00:21.27] | There's somethin' in the way not for Dr. Zummer |
| [00:23.76] | Hocked a tumor in the loogie and left it in Montezuma |
| [00:26.73] | Swam back to the US after Russian roulette |
| [00:29.46] | No deal on the table give me a label to suplex |
| [00:37.68] | Came to fill them with pain, take a print of my brain |
| [00:40.14] | Flash it on the screen you won't leave the Cinema sane |
| [00:42.60] | Had a followin' fondlin' and it wouldn't let go |
| [00:45.12] | 'Till I spiked the EC football into the Def Jux end zone |
| [00:48.36] | And when it hit the grass it covered the crowd with mud |
| [00:50.91] | Mom slipped my bare- ass out, I covered the ground with blood |
| [00:53.76] | Then she wiped it on my face like war paint |
| [00:55.95] | Then slapped me, I cry, Im'ma die with a hardcore brain |
| [00:58.77] | Cracked the doors frame when I open the world around it |
| [01:01.44] | Exhale the hinges in the air with them ounces |
| [01:03.96] | My frontal lobe bounces of the wall, then it rots from |
| [01:06.72] | The picture that it painted like suicide with a shotgun |
| [01:09.33][Hook] | |
| [01:09.57] | I'm tryin' to pick up the pieces |
| [01:11.31] | Keep cuttin' my hands |
| [01:12.51] | When I put it back together, it's feces |
| [01:14.49] | In a permanent Hell I find tranquility teaches |
| [01:17.46] | We had to design perfect mass for our new Preacher |
| [01:20.19] | We're going too far, nobody could reach us |
| [01:22.71] | I'm startin' to drown and I'm covered with leeches |
| [01:25.32] | Until my last breath they'll be screamin' from the bleachers |
| [01:28.14] | Then I'll be dead like all my teachers |
| [01:30.72][Cage] | |
| [01:30.90] | Despite all my rage, I'm a rat in a Cage disguise |
| [01:33.51] | Communicate your love injecting bleach in my eyes |
| [01:36.03] | The dubiously demented dented to dependant cradles |
| [01:38.64] | Slipped through a grasp on the broken glass, highly unstable |
| [01:41.67] | I left that label unable to keep my masters |
| [01:44.16] | No whip, broke as shit, chick left me a week after |
| [01:47.10] | Over-dosage of mushrooms, no ugly obstacles |
| [01:49.32] | Did the Handsome Boy record same day I fled the hospital |
| [01:52.38] | In the club I don't dance, I stand with a glass of Vodka |
| [01:55.20] | Come to terms, I'm just like my bastard Father |
| [01:57.81] | Left my Mother with a kid that flipped her lid |
| [02:00.03] | When I started to look like him, she threw me out the crib |
| [02:02.79] | And I was only two, my Grandmother was a Hitler Youth |
| [02:05.40] | Just dropped Agent Orange and ain't got no dough to fix this tooth |
| [02:08.31] | I'm thinkin' out loud "I hate life" like that matters |
| [02:10.86] | Lettin' shit out and it happen to fit into rap pattern |
| [02:23.96][Hook] | |
| [02:28.14][Cage ] | |
| [02:34.89] | I'm tryin' to pick up the pieces |
| [02:36.69] | But each mother****er that ****ed my mother over would leave me to be this |
| [02:40.11] | Drug addicted menace, ain't shit to do in this place |
| [02:42.57] | No longer flinchin' from step-dad's punches to the face |
| [02:45.27] | Blind to the drug, calm to the tub |
| [02:47.46] | Filled to the top with warm water to sink in |
| [02:49.59] | Two arms full of blood |
| [02:50.94] | Not even thirteen, lookin' to exit left for mesc |
| [02:53.61] | Could care less about life, just keep my Pumas fresh |
| [02:56.40] | Until the worms eat my flesh I guess they better burn me |
| [02:58.98] | These are the thoughts of a child I keep 'till thirty |
| [03:02.31] | I lacked patience 'till I was packed with patients |
| [03:04.02] | In the mental facility forced fed all the wrong medications |
| [03:06.99] | Prozac guinea pig, I don't feel bipolar |
| [03:09.15] | But got a folder that claims I am in a stack that reaches my shoulder |
| [03:12.18] | Music, my only savior in every instance |
| [03:14.61] | Makes each one of you a prophet to my existence |
| [03:18.69][ Hook] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Palko, Producto Mart |
| [00:00.00] [Cage ] | |
| [00:21.27] | There' s somethin' in the way not for Dr. Zummer |
| [00:23.76] | Hocked a tumor in the loogie and left it in Montezuma |
| [00:26.73] | Swam back to the US after Russian roulette |
| [00:29.46] | No deal on the table give me a label to suplex |
| [00:37.68] | Came to fill them with pain, take a print of my brain |
| [00:40.14] | Flash it on the screen you won' t leave the Cinema sane |
| [00:42.60] | Had a followin' fondlin' and it wouldn' t let go |
| [00:45.12] | ' Till I spiked the EC football into the Def Jux end zone |
| [00:48.36] | And when it hit the grass it covered the crowd with mud |
| [00:50.91] | Mom slipped my bare ass out, I covered the ground with blood |
| [00:53.76] | Then she wiped it on my face like war paint |
| [00:55.95] | Then slapped me, I cry, Im' ma die with a hardcore brain |
| [00:58.77] | Cracked the doors frame when I open the world around it |
| [01:01.44] | Exhale the hinges in the air with them ounces |
| [01:03.96] | My frontal lobe bounces of the wall, then it rots from |
| [01:06.72] | The picture that it painted like suicide with a shotgun |
| [01:09.33][Hook] | |
| [01:09.57] | I' m tryin' to pick up the pieces |
| [01:11.31] | Keep cuttin' my hands |
| [01:12.51] | When I put it back together, it' s feces |
| [01:14.49] | In a permanent Hell I find tranquility teaches |
| [01:17.46] | We had to design perfect mass for our new Preacher |
| [01:20.19] | We' re going too far, nobody could reach us |
| [01:22.71] | I' m startin' to drown and I' m covered with leeches |
| [01:25.32] | Until my last breath they' ll be screamin' from the bleachers |
| [01:28.14] | Then I' ll be dead like all my teachers |
| [01:30.72][Cage] | |
| [01:30.90] | Despite all my rage, I' m a rat in a Cage disguise |
| [01:33.51] | Communicate your love injecting bleach in my eyes |
| [01:36.03] | The dubiously demented dented to dependant cradles |
| [01:38.64] | Slipped through a grasp on the broken glass, highly unstable |
| [01:41.67] | I left that label unable to keep my masters |
| [01:44.16] | No whip, broke as shit, chick left me a week after |
| [01:47.10] | Overdosage of mushrooms, no ugly obstacles |
| [01:49.32] | Did the Handsome Boy record same day I fled the hospital |
| [01:52.38] | In the club I don' t dance, I stand with a glass of Vodka |
| [01:55.20] | Come to terms, I' m just like my bastard Father |
| [01:57.81] | Left my Mother with a kid that flipped her lid |
| [02:00.03] | When I started to look like him, she threw me out the crib |
| [02:02.79] | And I was only two, my Grandmother was a Hitler Youth |
| [02:05.40] | Just dropped Agent Orange and ain' t got no dough to fix this tooth |
| [02:08.31] | I' m thinkin' out loud " I hate life" like that matters |
| [02:10.86] | Lettin' shit out and it happen to fit into rap pattern |
| [02:23.96][Hook] | |
| [02:28.14][Cage ] | |
| [02:34.89] | I' m tryin' to pick up the pieces |
| [02:36.69] | But each mother er that ed my mother over would leave me to be this |
| [02:40.11] | Drug addicted menace, ain' t shit to do in this place |
| [02:42.57] | No longer flinchin' from stepdad' s punches to the face |
| [02:45.27] | Blind to the drug, calm to the tub |
| [02:47.46] | Filled to the top with warm water to sink in |
| [02:49.59] | Two arms full of blood |
| [02:50.94] | Not even thirteen, lookin' to exit left for mesc |
| [02:53.61] | Could care less about life, just keep my Pumas fresh |
| [02:56.40] | Until the worms eat my flesh I guess they better burn me |
| [02:58.98] | These are the thoughts of a child I keep ' till thirty |
| [03:02.31] | I lacked patience ' till I was packed with patients |
| [03:04.02] | In the mental facility forced fed all the wrong medications |
| [03:06.99] | Prozac guinea pig, I don' t feel bipolar |
| [03:09.15] | But got a folder that claims I am in a stack that reaches my shoulder |
| [03:12.18] | Music, my only savior in every instance |
| [03:14.61] | Makes each one of you a prophet to my existence |
| [03:18.69][ Hook] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Palko, Producto Mart |
| [00:00.00] [Cage ] | |
| [00:21.27] | There' s somethin' in the way not for Dr. Zummer |
| [00:23.76] | Hocked a tumor in the loogie and left it in Montezuma |
| [00:26.73] | Swam back to the US after Russian roulette |
| [00:29.46] | No deal on the table give me a label to suplex |
| [00:37.68] | Came to fill them with pain, take a print of my brain |
| [00:40.14] | Flash it on the screen you won' t leave the Cinema sane |
| [00:42.60] | Had a followin' fondlin' and it wouldn' t let go |
| [00:45.12] | ' Till I spiked the EC football into the Def Jux end zone |
| [00:48.36] | And when it hit the grass it covered the crowd with mud |
| [00:50.91] | Mom slipped my bare ass out, I covered the ground with blood |
| [00:53.76] | Then she wiped it on my face like war paint |
| [00:55.95] | Then slapped me, I cry, Im' ma die with a hardcore brain |
| [00:58.77] | Cracked the doors frame when I open the world around it |
| [01:01.44] | Exhale the hinges in the air with them ounces |
| [01:03.96] | My frontal lobe bounces of the wall, then it rots from |
| [01:06.72] | The picture that it painted like suicide with a shotgun |
| [01:09.33][Hook] | |
| [01:09.57] | I' m tryin' to pick up the pieces |
| [01:11.31] | Keep cuttin' my hands |
| [01:12.51] | When I put it back together, it' s feces |
| [01:14.49] | In a permanent Hell I find tranquility teaches |
| [01:17.46] | We had to design perfect mass for our new Preacher |
| [01:20.19] | We' re going too far, nobody could reach us |
| [01:22.71] | I' m startin' to drown and I' m covered with leeches |
| [01:25.32] | Until my last breath they' ll be screamin' from the bleachers |
| [01:28.14] | Then I' ll be dead like all my teachers |
| [01:30.72][Cage] | |
| [01:30.90] | Despite all my rage, I' m a rat in a Cage disguise |
| [01:33.51] | Communicate your love injecting bleach in my eyes |
| [01:36.03] | The dubiously demented dented to dependant cradles |
| [01:38.64] | Slipped through a grasp on the broken glass, highly unstable |
| [01:41.67] | I left that label unable to keep my masters |
| [01:44.16] | No whip, broke as shit, chick left me a week after |
| [01:47.10] | Overdosage of mushrooms, no ugly obstacles |
| [01:49.32] | Did the Handsome Boy record same day I fled the hospital |
| [01:52.38] | In the club I don' t dance, I stand with a glass of Vodka |
| [01:55.20] | Come to terms, I' m just like my bastard Father |
| [01:57.81] | Left my Mother with a kid that flipped her lid |
| [02:00.03] | When I started to look like him, she threw me out the crib |
| [02:02.79] | And I was only two, my Grandmother was a Hitler Youth |
| [02:05.40] | Just dropped Agent Orange and ain' t got no dough to fix this tooth |
| [02:08.31] | I' m thinkin' out loud " I hate life" like that matters |
| [02:10.86] | Lettin' shit out and it happen to fit into rap pattern |
| [02:23.96][Hook] | |
| [02:28.14][Cage ] | |
| [02:34.89] | I' m tryin' to pick up the pieces |
| [02:36.69] | But each mother er that ed my mother over would leave me to be this |
| [02:40.11] | Drug addicted menace, ain' t shit to do in this place |
| [02:42.57] | No longer flinchin' from stepdad' s punches to the face |
| [02:45.27] | Blind to the drug, calm to the tub |
| [02:47.46] | Filled to the top with warm water to sink in |
| [02:49.59] | Two arms full of blood |
| [02:50.94] | Not even thirteen, lookin' to exit left for mesc |
| [02:53.61] | Could care less about life, just keep my Pumas fresh |
| [02:56.40] | Until the worms eat my flesh I guess they better burn me |
| [02:58.98] | These are the thoughts of a child I keep ' till thirty |
| [03:02.31] | I lacked patience ' till I was packed with patients |
| [03:04.02] | In the mental facility forced fed all the wrong medications |
| [03:06.99] | Prozac guinea pig, I don' t feel bipolar |
| [03:09.15] | But got a folder that claims I am in a stack that reaches my shoulder |
| [03:12.18] | Music, my only savior in every instance |
| [03:14.61] | Makes each one of you a prophet to my existence |
| [03:18.69][ Hook] |