The Cage - SMP

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