Brotha Lynch Hung "Stabbed" ft. Tech N9ne & Hopsin
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10 years ago
[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]You know how people be sayin' that I, uhmTalk to dead bodies, uh, uh, everybody say thatAre you dead? Nah, fuck it, you don't have to say nothin'Anyway, any-, you attack Tech for nothin'Hopsin go through that same shitAight, we gon' handle thisYou want somethin' to eat?Aight, I'll get you somethin' to eatOr you might be eaten![Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]Niggas in Sacramento don't want it with meTuckin' a .50 cal, should get me now, I'm 5150I bet a nigga won't try me, I like to fry 'em upLine 'em up, bring 'em in front of me, I'mma dye 'em upI put his nuts in a bag and send it to mommyAnd have her yellin', "What's in the bag?", I'm a tsunamiNiggas attackin' my label get wrapped in a cableI'm back in the stable and I'm killin' 'em, crackin' an Eggo(Grrr!) Mad-ass, bad-ass, everybody be wantin' to have that, nah-thatGivin' me somethin' to stab at, yeah-thatI'mma be huntin' they ass back (Brrat-brrat!)I'mma be somethin' to deal with, real shitSee the only way I eat is if I kill shitMe and Tech and Hopsin gon' pop 'emPut 'em right in the lake, "Hey, don't drop 'em"Told 'em not to fuck with us, nigga[Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung & Tech N9ne (x2)]Niggas' about to get stabbed (Errr!)Niggas' about to get stabbed (Errrrrr!)Niggas' about to get stabbed (Grrr!)Niggas' about to get stabbed (Errrrrr!)[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]He said he wanted K.O.D. to come do this.. OkPeople don't feel me, I think I'm really Michael MyersYou think it's silly, not givin' a fuck until the psycho firesWhen I go higher, you said to me, "Why do you need a rifle, sire?"My pill is to kill a man, I'm illin', yeah, snipe your eye, I light your fireLeave us, now he's after Jesus-ahHappy Holidays, I'm f'ing Ebenezer-hahOh, what a teaser, he was not a bleederBut you need to believe that I feed, I'm eager-hah, hahYeah, I heard what he saidHe ain't able to spit another verse when he deadBurnt a nigga, serve him the curb then he bledWith Bourbon, I swerved to put his hearse in the bed(Cha!) Yeah (Cha!), you niggas gotta be kiddin' me, not even hittin' me'Bout to get your bodily stiff and the ought to be kissin' me ass badThat'll be sad because the nigga's about to get stabbed, jab!Why do they persist, Lynch?When they know that we'll kill 'em all[Hook (x2)][Verse 3: Hopsin]I was brought up as a man that loved to laughGreetin' everybody with a handshake (Hello)Until I built a fan base, now I gotta deal withGroupie niggas I run into every damn day! (Rampage)I swear to God I hope I don't leave a niggas rib crackedHow the fuck did they find out where I live at?Motherfuckers all up in my business every minuteWhen I be chillin' with women they be comin' up tryin' to chitchatGet back! Oh, shit, what the fuck did I get into?No autographs, I'm tryin' to chill with my friends, dudeYeah, don't surround me, I can't moveCan't you see I'm tryin' to get to my vehicle? Please let the man through!I ain't feelin' no sorry and I finna to go hit up my nigga LynchI'mma borrow a knife and startle the lives of anybody buggin' meI don't know if I'mma kick 'em or cut 'em, man, it's hard to decideI'mma start to devise a method of deadly weaponsNo question about it, you run up then you gon' get affectedGo step in the ring if you fools dare toYou gon' second-guess on takin' a picture with me cause you too scared to(Aight, ey, hold up my, nigga, ey) What's up, man(You that nigga Hop, right?) Yeah(The white contacts and skating on a skateboard)Ey, I gotta go real quick (Can I get a picture with you, my-?)Nah, man, get outta my-, get the fuck out of my face, fool![Hook (x2)]