The Cage-SMP

Advertisement No ads to show at this time. Search Search by Band: Search by Album: SMP Crimes Of The Future The Cage You can't faze me I'll knock you down again You can't threaten me Three lives are all I want Without law there's no crime Without money there's no man Without war there's no points Without me there's silence silence You can't hate me An abstract is hard to cut You can't remove me I'm here for you again Without meat there's no mind Without death there's no life Without lies there's no truth Without me there's nothing nothing One by one they all go down The shadow players in the background Shallow like Cogswell with visions of hostiles Trying to pimp profits from Roswell You wanna play Moonraker over the ozone layer G11 locked up I'm that Northwest slayer Mayhem at zero Gs Running up yelling freeze need to get off deez You think space is cold, yo my ace been told Still walking deck nine with my veins all froze And if I was you I'd keep dancing, son Lift this box off my hip let you trance into the sun Those that hate me I'll arc some for ya 45 degrees of terran destroyer Send you off to the dead zone scattered Just a memory of my doubts that I had cut out It's like that