Mask and Knife Brotha Lynch Hung (Ft. Bleezo & G-Macc)

[Intro Skit]

[Dude 1]
Ay my nig, is that some weed right there, my nig?
Let me hit that shit, man ya feel me? Pass that shit

[Dude 2]
Naw, this ain't weed, nigga, you know what this is

[Dude 1]
I don't know what it is...

[Dude 2]
You see how shiny the cigarette is, nigga (hehehe)

[Dude 1]
Awww, that crippler dippler!

[Dude x or G-Macc(?)]
Roberto, let's do it again!

[Verse 1: G-Macc]
Clear my throat, then I
Pull a butterfly knife out the back pocket chop it with a semi
Half of the body left in the closet
The other half in the cutlass with me
Wanna come back with the gonorrhea
Feed it to 'em, stomach empty
Look at her fifty stab wounds, hit her with ten
Droppin' the knife, then pickin' it up, then shiv her again
Deliver it to the meat grinder, makeshift grade weed finder
Dig her back up, eat the eyes up
Beat your wife up, keep the knife cut
I got decay, put it to your face, piece releasin'
I bury your face deep to the sea creatures' region
I'm knee deep in your niece's feces
Right of the pee/tree(?) screamin' finger up, back from the guts, eat these
You can look at me, I'm three people
One of em axe murderer, one of em cat burglar, other one pure evil
Lil' Ripgut 'bout to pick it up and then rape shit, sake shit
Alcohol and razor blade kit… (Let’s rip it!)