[Intro]
Not again fool. Come on man oh. What? (One of those missions, I'm telling you) Yeah I- I- I know. (Yeah) Alright, alright, alright check it out. Personal belongings in the basket. Got a bag for you right here, so just put the clothes in there. Take off them muthafuckin' boots too, I got different some newer for you, different trade. Umm, go ahead and holla at me when you done. I'll be in the backroom. I got some shit for you so... just let me know when you ready
[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Now that I know it's time to eat
I can feel it in my gut and I'm 'bout to run up
Put a gun up in 'em, cut up in 'em
Autocratic, automatic reaper
I will leave 'em bleedin' in the street with the heater
Diabolical, after I follow you I eat your meat up
While he's hollow, I swallow a bottle as I eat the anatomy
Amityville, Mannibal, can and he will
Man I'm an animal, when I'm heatin' 'em up I'm lethal
You don't want to be fuckin' with me, I eat dead people
I'm that nigga that's keepin' body parts in the freezer
Shit, fuck her and leave her
I'd rather put her up until I'm hungry then I eat her
The doctors, the coroners, the cops they'll never see her
I eat that bitch up quicker than a crocodile, believe it
Now I wish a nigga would, that's what emcees get
These motherfuckers is bitches, I hit 'em in the cleavage
[Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Yeah, I'm Mannibalector
She's standing there naked, I'm 'bout to get naked
She's tied to the bedpost, I like to give head most
She likes to give head best, blood on the headrest
Strange Music, bitch, you can tell by the necklace
I carry me a chainsaw but this ain't the Texas
Chainsaw Massacre, nigga, worse than the Manson
Murders, I turn 'em to hamburger meat
Not again fool. Come on man oh. What? (One of those missions, I'm telling you) Yeah I- I- I know. (Yeah) Alright, alright, alright check it out. Personal belongings in the basket. Got a bag for you right here, so just put the clothes in there. Take off them muthafuckin' boots too, I got different some newer for you, different trade. Umm, go ahead and holla at me when you done. I'll be in the backroom. I got some shit for you so... just let me know when you ready
[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Now that I know it's time to eat
I can feel it in my gut and I'm 'bout to run up
Put a gun up in 'em, cut up in 'em
Autocratic, automatic reaper
I will leave 'em bleedin' in the street with the heater
Diabolical, after I follow you I eat your meat up
While he's hollow, I swallow a bottle as I eat the anatomy
Amityville, Mannibal, can and he will
Man I'm an animal, when I'm heatin' 'em up I'm lethal
You don't want to be fuckin' with me, I eat dead people
I'm that nigga that's keepin' body parts in the freezer
Shit, fuck her and leave her
I'd rather put her up until I'm hungry then I eat her
The doctors, the coroners, the cops they'll never see her
I eat that bitch up quicker than a crocodile, believe it
Now I wish a nigga would, that's what emcees get
These motherfuckers is bitches, I hit 'em in the cleavage
[Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Yeah, I'm Mannibalector
She's standing there naked, I'm 'bout to get naked
She's tied to the bedpost, I like to give head most
She likes to give head best, blood on the headrest
Strange Music, bitch, you can tell by the necklace
I carry me a chainsaw but this ain't the Texas
Chainsaw Massacre, nigga, worse than the Manson
Murders, I turn 'em to hamburger meat
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