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"I've forgotten all of young love's joy
Feel like a lady, but you my lady boy"
Now this is a story, all about how
my life got flipped, turned upside down
and id like to take a minute just sit right there
i'll tell you how i became prince of a town called bel-air
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
Cage- Agent Orange
Favorite Hip Hop vs of all time.