There was me, Alex, and three of my mens   All supposed to meet at Korova Milk Bar   The Korova Milk Bar couldn't afford its liquor license   So it sold milk plus Drencrom, or Synthmesc   It would sharpen you up for a bit of the ol' ultraviolence   Which plagued our minds for the evening   And so kiddies... death for all, right right? (RIGHT RIGHT!)      I'm Against the Machine like Rage; bitches say, "I hate you Cage!"   After circle jerks, I wash my hands off and do dirt   Sick with a smirk, plus I be disturbed   Fucked the first two bitches like dogs and I jacked off on the third   I'm obvious oblivion but that's my science   Fuck your head up like corn rows put in by blind giants   Haven't been with it, since the last corpse kidded   Wore a blood stained smile, and told the cop, "He did it!"   Of course the most raw throughout the 9-1-4, 1-0-9-4-0   Got you beasts shook like Doc Moreau   Pour beer out for yourself because you're walkin’ dead   I'll burn your house down like a fuckin’ Talking Head   And get high like fuck, and pick apart my brain   Dissections [HA!] may [HA!] mentally [HA!] cause [HA!] infections   Break you with inventions, sick intentions   Leave most MC's lost in my sentence   I'm strictly, beyond and back, come and get me   Hemotobin, left from a lip like a hickie   Leak smoke got me ready to murder a rookie   Killers on your block tuck in they dicks like Tootsie   Come and witness what your shit missed   Watch the glock kiss, Little Sis' wetter like a Baptist   Inconvinence; dilemma, like sitting on, Venus   With no shuttle, treeless   Try and pick apart some Agent Orange perception   Catch frontal lobe damage and not manage correction   I smell leak smoke, left by the anonymous   Beats brought back to life, die, when I'm embalmin’ this   Come around and get yo' ass shot to clusters   I'ma play the injuns with the arrows you be Custer's back   I write upon ya, divorce your head and neck then scalp it   Rip off all your flesh and make a outfit      [Chorus]   People said his brain was infected by devils (3X)   Infected by, infected by, infected by devils   People said his brain was infected by devils (3X)      I survived abortion; got mushed in that canister shaped coffin   ‘Til stolen ("that bitch") from the garbage I was tossed in   Instincts, snatch your cream like links   Blow shotguns through the sky, makin’ E.T. eyes chink   See me twistin’ leak with my peeps from psychiatrics   Get high, run up in ya crib and fuck ya moms backwards   Lost in the dust, don't give a fuck about dangerous   I'm in it for the whip, plus the cream and the head rush   Ready to bust any trick that talk slick   Know a crew of devils in my head that force me to walk with    Death in my pocket for the curious   At your execution see twelve faces of Jesus in your jury this,   Orange Agent, shit on the vagrant   Caught you in the alley by yourself and left your head vacant   Dare you sample, some of the stress in my life   Give an MC brain surgery with butterfly knives   For all you cunts that try to spit with your bitch clique behind ya   Wake up in the mornin’ with a horsehead beside ya   Ma dukes is just a cherry on top   Spendin’ G's on quacks to try an’ fix my Clock   I caught the quick lock, buggin’ in the institution   Whatever sanity was left, caught the execution   Psychological pollution, they stickin’ me with Thorazine solution   Shootin’ at the sky lookin’ for Godly retribution   And I can almost see clear   I start buggin’ like a insect and lay larvae in ya ear   Agent Orange stompin’ on MC corpse slim circle body part   Call murder scenes abstract art   Split your sweet prayers since the horror show with infra-red   Boots get planted in chest there for the misled   Lay it down for naps in the dirt, just like Clockwork   Undress your ghost while your brain's takin’ a squirt      [Chorus]