Lyrics:
honteuse
De l'Agent Orange aux herbicides
Il n'y a qu'un pas
De l'Aspartame aux hormones de croissance
Il n'y a qu'un pas
Des PCB aux OGM c'est toujours le
and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange'
And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!)
The demon is here, steamin' this year
I rip Mystikal's voice box out,
Sam was lyin' in the jungle
agent orange spread across the sky like marmalade
Hendrix played on some foreign jukebox
they were praying to be saved
been in"
But my mind is so brainwashed I'd probably go back and do it again
I walk the neighborhood, parading my purple heart
With a fear of agent orange
and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange'
And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!)
The demon is here, steamin' this year
I rip Mystikal's voice box out,
Puba, hon
I hit it ruff like Agent Orange still puffin' stuff
I smack some mingos an' sit back an' watch my pockets fluff
Grand Puba here to get
cassette decks
And then a shyboy from Missouri
Boots blown off in a sixties war
Riding aluminium crutches
Now he knows the welfare kindness
Agent Orange
angle
Worldwide total carnage, the sickest flow
That be code named Agent Orange, killin' you slow
It's only right you pay homage
To those that's bout
angle
Worldwide total carnage, the sickest flow
That be code named Agent Orange, killin' you slow
It's only right you pay homage
To those that's bout
murdered
But I know at least he's heard it
'Cause Agent Orange just sent the Secret Service
To meet in person to see if I really think of hurtin' him
Agent orange skies
Hang bright above this high school gym
And they believe we're so happy young
and look like pink decorations
In our very best
lies before and we know they're lying again
Feels like a deja vu of Agent Orange and Vietnam
Weaponry so sadistic, it is hard to comprehend
War profits
kid, chill or smell the gunsmoke
As I pull out, squeezin like Mr. Charmin
Destroyin posses of demo tapes like Agent Orange
So chill kid and act
The agents of orange
The priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire
For it's the end of history
It's caged and frozen still
Agent Orange, Hi-C
Back when me and Marty was recordin' at my mom's
Most of y'all were chasin' around bops
Always in the lab, only hoping that my job
of Agent Orange, a hot tank top
Hot tighties, I rock bodies, ? in their ass, cock naughties
Broom in their ass, I'll probably
Buck em till they get blue
Gotta tell you what I heard
From agent orange
Mister suntan
Mister happy man
Mister I know the girls on all the world tours
Mister agent, yeah
Saying who can rhyme orange
To out do me you better be
Getting up pretty early
In the mornings
More rage on the page
Than if I was dealing with
Agent
(Follow me, don't follow me)
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
(Collar me, don't collar me)
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
(Follow me, don't follow me)
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
(Collar me, don't collar me)
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
and sick
Leg missin, agent orange and an un-useable dick
So as I reload, my trigger finger's frozen cold
From squeezing so hard my reason is no control
for the axe to fall
Brother served in Viet Nam
Found out no one gives a damn
See Agent Orange fell on his camp
(But there's at stake)
Brother going
Praise the Lord, if anybody disagree with me then raise your sword
I'm Agent Orange, poisonous amazing poems
And the band keeps raging on
Listen to me
knife, it's chemistry and genocide
And medicine for tempering the heck in the projector light
Landmines, Agent Orange, leaded gas, cigarettes
Cameras in
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