Artist: Cage
Album:  Agent Orange 12"
Song:   Agent Orange
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

(Dialogue below interpreted by Cage from the film "Clockwork Orange")

*whispered in the background: "Smoke dust, shoot the cops
Give out automatics to your friends on the block"*

There was me, Alex.. and three of my mens
All supposed to meet at Korova Milk Bar
The Korova Milk Bar couldn't afford it's liquor license
so it sold milkplus 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!!

[Verse One: Cage]
I'm Against the Machine like Rage; [bad word] say, "I hate you Cage!"
After circle jerks, I wash my hands off and do dirt
Sick with a smirk, plus I be disturbed
 [bad word] the first two [bad word] like dogs and I jacked off on the third
I'm obvious oblivion but that's my science
 [bad word] 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 [bad word] Talking Head
And get high like [bad word]  and pick apart my brain
Disections [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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] like Tootsie [bad word] and witness what your [bad word] 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 [bad word] around and get yo' [bad word] shot to clusters
I'ma play the injuns with the arrows you be Custard's.. back
I write upon ya, divorce your head and neck then scalp it
Rip off all your flesh and make a outfit

 [bad word]  *cut and scratched by the DJ*]
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)

[Verse Two: Cage]
I survived abortion; got mushed in that canister shaped coffin
til stolen ("that [bad word] quot;) from the garbage I was tossed in
Instincts, snatch your cream like links
Blow shotguns through the sky, makin E.T. eyes [bad word] 
See me twistin leak with my peeps from psychiatrics
Get [bad word] up in ya crib and [bad word] ya moms backwards
Lost in the dust, don't give a [bad word] about dangerous
I'm in it for the whip, plus the cream and the [bad word] 
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, [bad word] 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 [bad word] that try to spit with your [bad word] 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