Smut Peddlers - That Smut Lyrics
[eon] welcome to the peep show[cage] perhaps you've heard of us(are you familiar with this?)[eon] peddlers[cage] eastern conference[smut peddlers]That smut! it is what it isThat smut! it is what it isThat smut! it is what it isThat smut! it is what it is[eon]Yo yo, i'm unrippable like knicks ticketsAnd if your girl's a little looser you bet e's dick did itI'll lace your crew better than paragon canHave you shook worse than the marathon manMakin mc's use our fetus to clone usComin out lookin like arvydas sabonisMy team's in the bonus, you foul too muchPlayin on the wall with the scowls and suchMan the owl's a dutch, i done all varitiesCage, mi, and e's - anti-societyFingers blisterin, still stickerinUnder black moonlight, with butane flickerinI'm with my girl but yeah i'm lookin at yoursDone 'em all, debutantes to crack whoresBad breath (?) stink like shits isY'all belong up in the pink like douches[chorus 2x: smut peddlers]That smut! wet dreams of g-13That smut! money shots and porno plotsThat smut! politicians in limousines sniffinThat smut! double d's trapped in baby t's[cage]Ducks came through, we laid 'em outWhile you *****s dissect spit from cage's mouthWhen i run a vagrant route, you spacin outWith no family to react when your brains is outAnd when i click this out you know the drill (scatter!)This mic a shiv; hip-hop is nancy after i stab herOn stage, you wanna go on after?Show you the art of war and then finish the crowd with the 1st chapterCome and walk through this little doorwayEnter the mind of cage and a horse will shit you out on broadwayThe flies won't eat it then feed it to the (?)Peddle smut like anabolic beer meth hydrolixAlex frolics; hangin upside downOrdained til my rhyme ninja bleeds through my face of war paintSo if you see me with a little pop jingleShoot me in the back of the head and feed me to my starvin breddern[chorus][cage]Cage kennels, back to the state (?)Put you in the mental, locked down with three channelsEc network, the weather station, my favoritesCut your back out, sell it to avirexKissed this (?) ***** with aids and i caught a cold soreLooking for "sex in the city" and i shit on these four old whoresKick mud off my boots to shake the story looseActin bigheaded when i smoke with beetlejuice[eon]Kids wanna ***** with the peddlers, i can't waitI strafe diallo's widow, datin the jakeYou spit some shit, i'll return the sentimentAnd spit in your face, cause you're not in your elementBorn to slay them fake mega monstersWho couldn't even rhyme if they had teleprompters(yo e you *****ed up) man you probably rightI wipe my ass and shove it in your face like bobby knight[chorus]That smut!....That smut!
