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1. The Rapper: Cage Kennylz (born Christian Palko), commonly known as Cage, is an underground rapper based in New York City, United States.
Cage's life has gone from watching his father shoot heroin, to addiction and violence and mental institutions to cutting an album for Columbia Records and being a rising star in the heyday of the NYC independent rap scene, to the final culmination and personal triumph that his most current release Hell's Winter has become. It's a brand new record from someone who has been through more extreme circumstances than most people could ever imagine, and has come out triumphant and a better person because of it, and whose artistic vision now reflects this.
18 years old, fresh out of the lodge, Cage decided to pursue his the talent he honed while in hell and try to become a professional rapper. He made a demo, got a manager and was introduced to Pete Nice of 3rd Bass fame. Pete featured Cage on his solo effort "Dust to Dust" on the song "Rich Bring 'Em Back" in 1993. This was his first appearance on a rap record.
Through Pete Nice Cage met fledgling radio personality Bobbito Garcia who had just started his soon to be legendary late night mix show with DJ Stretch Armstrong. He was invited up to the show several time, earning a rep in the emerging underground NY scene as a savage and raw new MC with an original style based on his tortured life and demented imagery
Through his connection with that show, he met and formed a strong friendship with the KMD (whose front man Zev Love X would eventually be known as MF DOOM) and formed a very strong friendship with the late great Subroc. Cage was the last person to see Subroc alive before he was killed. He also became associated with and close to: Kurious Jorge, K-Solo, Godfather Don, Artifacts, Pharoah Monch, El-P (who actually worked with Cage briefly in 1994 on a 3 song demo now lost to the world), the Juggaknots and many more.
Bobbito and Pete Nice started a label through Columbia Records called Hoppoh and were on the verge of singing Cage as one of their first releases. At this time Cage was heavily abusing drugs and every time he got into the studio he was too high to record anything that Columbia thought was worthy of a major label release.
In 1997, Cage's friend and mentor Bobbito Garcia started his own independent label Fondle 'Em Records, and offered cage a twelve inch deal. Refocused and determined to get it right this time, Cage penned the single Agent Orange b/w Radiohead. The single would go on to be one of the landmark records of the golden era of NYC underground/independent rap music and propelled Cage into cult star status.
After a few more singles with Fondle 'Em, Cage met and became friends with Philly to New York transplant rap group The High And the Mighty. He formed a group with them called the Smut Peddlers, and Rawkus (who were riding high on albums by Company Flow and Mos Def, to name a few) offered them a full length album deal through Eastern Conference’s imprint, Eastern Conference. The record sold over 50 thousand copies and solidified Cage's status as a rising rap star in the independent scene.
Cage went on to do more records with Eastern Conference including his first solo record Movies for the Blind. The record was the realization of the very character he became through his tortured early years, relying on raw, savage, often cruel, misogynistic, gritty and rebellious attitudes he had formed through his earlier years. The record struck a chord, selling 15 thousand copies in just 2 weeks, and his legion of dedicated fans grew ever bigger, attracted to his visceral and dangerous persona and music. He traveled the world several times over in support of the record and became a major draw in the independent show circuit.
Soon after he started the supergroup Weathermen, comprised of good friends Camu Tao, El-P, Aesop Rock, Yak Ballz, Tame 1, Breeze of the Juggaknots and Vast Aire.
Restless with his artistic direction and feeling trapped by a persona created out of his troubled youth, he found himself at a crossroads. He felt as though he was squandering his writing abilities and catering to music with content that only scratched the surface of what he was about. He no longer wanted to project crazy for the sake of crazy and grew tired of showing the results of his past and how they reflected on his personality. Instead, he wanted to explain why he was the way he was and wanted to make a record that he could play for his daughter someday; a record that reflected the man he was now while at the same time finally shedding light on the source of his rage, pain and rebellion. It was at this point that he and El-p started to seriously talk about making an album that would truly realize his desire to take his art to another level. They cautiously talked and imagined this transformation for over a year, culminating with his signing with Definitive Jux records. Cage worked to to bring these ideas to fruition, and the result is a cathartic and radical statement of a tortured boy turned man. A detailed, imaginative and often disturbing look into the dark territory that Cage had so closely guarded from the fans that loved him.
Cage appeared at the end of the Head Automatica album Decadence on the track 'I Shot William H. Macy' - lead singer Daryl Palumbo appeared on the RJD2 produced track Shoot Frank, as well as his band being referenced throughout the album (notably on Scenester, with Cage urging the listener to "slip it in your Head Automatica folder"). Head Automatica also wrote a song called K-Horse about Cage on their new album Popaganda.
Actor Shia LaBeouf star of Transformers (July 2007) will be playing Cage in an upcoming movie about his life.
2. The Power Metal Band: (from website bio) CAGE formed in 1992 after the breakup of two outfits from San Diego, CRUSHER and NOMAD. The band has become an underground legend of sorts and are still active to this day. Their original lineup consisted of Sean Peck (Vocals), David Garcia (Guitar), Eric Horton (Guitar), Mike Giordano (Bass), and Damian Arletto (Drums).
In 2010 original bassist Mike Giordano and lead guitarist Anthony Wayne McGuiniss left the band, and new recruits bassist Steve Brogden (guitarist/vocalist for Howler) and former Brick Bath bassist Pete Stone were added on. Current lineup consists of Sean Peck(vocals), Dave Garcia(Guitar), Casey Trask(Guitar), Dwight Magic(Bass), and Sean Elg(Drums)
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Ck Won
Cage Lyrics
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put the money in her... look I know y'all used to them bottles of that piss yellow...
you fuck this we closin' shit out...
If I'm as ill when I'm makin' my arms achin
holdin this baby over the roof when my incubus cd skips...
my wrist slips, look over the edge and score the bitch
on the land of them flips man start handin me dames or clips
am I buggin when I burnt the flames after rubbin - gasoline on my arms and chest and start huggin'
people in the precinct like cousins by the dozens when they question me I say where I wasn't
pretty bm puttin holes in your civic out the window shermed up if you say I don't live it
shits landin your grills holdin a divit large enough large enough forecast fema to pivot
or is it Chris Palko that's givin these bitches mouthfuls
then it's thank you notes on their face with scalpals
ck won yeah for ck run
your dough bitches I leave and tip y'all in ones
out of dough you might wake up with a mouth full of cum
and it's eat the rag I wipe with when I'm done
ck won yeah for ck run
your pockets dawg you keep the lint and the crumbs
if you climb out the trunk be happy to see sun
not get the fuck back to work and get me some more funds
Now don't start gettin jumpy I'm happy to pump 3
clips to your face then set out to leave the country
bitch smack enabled the quick snack scoop out the twat and get whats left of the bitch back
eat later rap to heat haters pimp like I feed em feet first to gators
skin grafts can't hide the brand and then rolled up here with your husband after my hands in it
then send em home with three of my mans in it cuz I'm no prince like protective palm laminates
think shits silly now watch the nine milly - put this really dull bitch brains all in the belly
that's fifty k more fifty more to gun or play back to the lab with a big tittied run away
guess who aint gonna pay to paint islands gettin head from a wilin bitch and still drivin
ck won yeah for ck run
your dough bitches I leave and tip y'all in ones
out of dough you might wake up with a mouth full of cum
and it's eat the rag I wipe with when I'm done
ck won yeah for ck run
your pockets dawg you keep the lint and the crumbs
if you climb out the trunk be happy to see sun
not get the fuck back to work and get me some more funds
I left a trail of dead nurses kept the ID from their purses
started my own 1 900 number service...
gettin mad at earth is a waste of time
still collectin note when I'm too wasted to rhyme
you in the basement online with the webcam, go get your head slammed limbs broke bedpan
all for this bitch played you for chris, IV in your wrist and fist pumpin you Cage piss
with the incidentals of cage kennylz cut through the panties with the rocks and the dentals
speakin of which no gifts for the snatch unless you want diamond earings with earlobes attached
shoot up an M5 and whoever in it cuz I ain't got one and I ain't waitin a minute
if the ransom ain't met then I ain't cakey to floss cheeze grater to face and start scrapin it off...
ck won yeah for ck run
your dough bitches I leave and tip y'all in ones
out of dough you might wake up with a mouth full of cum
and it's eat the rag I wipe with when I'm done
ck won yeah for ck run
your pockets dawg you keep the lint and the crumbs
if you climb out the trunk be happy to see sun
not get the fuck back to work and get me some more funds
[sample from a clockwork orange]
"Down in the snook of the duke of new york - now they knew who was master and leader"
The song "Ck Won" by Cage is a gritty and violent commentary on criminal behavior and a disregard for human life. The lyrics are rife with violent imagery, from burning oneself with gasoline to shooting people for no reason. Cage's aggressive delivery and tone add to the unsettling atmosphere of the song.
The song begins with a skit about serving customers in a line, creating an image of Cage's world as a criminal underworld where money rules all. As the lyrics continue, Cage references his own physical pain and suggests he's willing to inflict that same pain on others through violent acts. He also boasts about his sexual exploits and treats women like objects, further emphasizing the toxic masculinity present in the song. The repeated refrain of "ck won yeah for ck run" reinforces the idea that money and power are all that matter in this world.
Line by Line Meaning
[talking] - look y'all gotta get in fuckin' line if you want to get served...
Customers must wait in line for service
put the money in her... look I know y'all used to them bottles of that piss yellow...
Put the money in the jar. He knows people are used to drinking cheap beer
you fuck this we closin' shit out...
If there is a problem, the shop will be closed
If I'm as ill when I'm makin' my arms achin
If I'm feeling this way when I'm making music
holdin this baby over the roof when my incubus cd skips...
Holding a baby on the roof while listening to music but the CD is skipping
my wrist slips, look over the edge and score the bitch
Misstep, slipping and scoring something below
on the land of them flips man start handin me dames or clips
On the land where people deal drugs, give me either women or guns
fuck it - start squeezin' - shootin' mofuckers for no reason
Shoot people for no reason
am I buggin when I burnt the flames after rubbin - gasoline on my arms and chest and start huggin'
Asking whether it is crazy to ignite gasoline on body and hug people with flames
people in the precinct like cousins by the dozens when they question me I say where I wasn't
People in the police station ask like relatives. I say I wasn't there
pretty bm puttin holes in your civic out the window shermed up if you say I don't live it
Beautiful black woman putting holes in your car. Throwing drugs out the window if you say it's not true
shits landin your grills holdin a divit large enough large enough forecast fema to pivot
Stuff is landing and destroying belongings. It is so severe that FEMA has to intervene
or is it Chris Palko that's givin these bitches mouthfuls
Is it him or his alter ego giving oral sex?
then it's thank you notes on their face with scalpals
Thank you notes on their face carved with scalpels
ck won yeah for ck run
CK won (Calvin Klein won) is a victorious cry for Calvin Klein (CK)
your dough bitches I leave and tip y'all in ones
He takes their money and leaves them with single dollar bills as tips
out of dough you might wake up with a mouth full of cum
If they don't have money, they may find themselves in a bad situation
and it's eat the rag I wipe with when I'm done
They have to eat the rag he uses to clean himself
your pockets dawg you keep the lint and the crumbs
He takes their money no matter how little it is
if you climb out the trunk be happy to see sun
If they manage to escape, they should be grateful for their freedom
not get the fuck back to work and get me some more funds
Get back to work and make more money for him
Now don't start gettin jumpy I'm happy to pump 3
Don't get nervous, he's willing to shoot three clips at them
clips to your face then set out to leave the country
Shooting them before leaving the country
bitch smack enabled the quick snack scoop out the twat and get whats left of the bitch back
Knocking the woman down then removing anything valuable from her
eat later rap to heat haters pimp like I feed em feet first to gators
Eat later, and he'll deal with haters and enemies by feeding them to alligators
skin grafts can't hide the brand and then rolled up here with your husband after my hands in it
Scars can't hide the cruel treatment he gives women who later come to him with their husbands
then send em home with three of my mans in it cuz I'm no prince like protective palm laminates
After using them, he sends them back home with his men because he's no gentleman
think shits silly now watch the nine milly - put this really dull bitch brains all in the belly
If someone finds him ridiculous, he'll show them the deadly 9mm weapon and blow a victim's brains out
ck won yeah for ck run
Victory cry for Calvin Klein
your dough bitches I leave and tip y'all in ones
He takes their money and leaves them with single dollar bills as tips
out of dough you might wake up with a mouth full of cum
If they don't have money, they may find themselves in a bad situation
and it's eat the rag I wipe with when I'm done
They have to eat the rag he uses to clean himself
your pockets dawg you keep the lint and the crumbs
He takes their money no matter how little it is
if you climb out the trunk be happy to see sun
If they manage to escape, they should be grateful for their freedom
not get the fuck back to work and get me some more funds
Get back to work and make more money for him
I left a trail of dead nurses kept the ID from their purses
He killed nurses and took their identification
started my own 1 900 number service...
Started his own adult phone line business for money
gettin mad at earth is a waste of time
Getting angry at the world is worthless
still collectin note when I'm too wasted to rhyme
Still making money even when too drunk to write songs
you in the basement online with the webcam, go get your head slammed limbs broke bedpan
People who stay at home to watch porn should get injured
all for this bitch played you for chris, IV in your wrist and fist pumpin you Cage piss
All of this is for a woman who cheated on him. He insults her while injecting someone with drugs
with the incidentals of cage kennylz cut through the panties with the rocks and the dentals
Cage Kennylz, his alter ego, uses violence and drugs to get sex
speakin of which no gifts for the snatch unless you want diamond earings with earlobes attached
No gifts for sex workers unless they want to be hurt or have their ears removed
shoot up an M5 and whoever in it cuz I ain't got one and I ain't waitin a minute
Shooting up an M5 car and everyone inside because he doesn't own one and he cannot wait
if the ransom ain't met then I ain't cakey to floss cheeze grater to face and start scrapin it off...
If the ransom is not paid, he'll hurt the victim's face with a cheese grater and scrape skin off
Down in the snook of the duke of new york - now they knew who was master and leader
People in power in New York City knew who was in charge
Writer(s): Christian Palko, Milo Berger Copyright: Figs. D Music Inc. O.B.O. Budde Songs, Figs. D Music Inc.
Contributed by Isaac S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.