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BROTHA LYNCH HUNG FT. TECH N9NE & HOPSIN lyrics : "Stabbed"

^!$$%s in Sacramento don't want it with me
Tuckin' a fifty cal get me now I'm 5150
I bet a ^!$$% won't try me I like to fry em up

Wine em up, bring em in front of me I'ma dye em up
I put his nuts in a bag and send it to mommy
And have her yellin' whats in the bag, I'm a tsunami

^!$$%s attackin' my label get wrapped in a cable
I'm back in the stable and I'm killin' crackin' an aggo, rrr
Madass, badass everybody be wanting to have that, na that

Giving em something to stab at, yeah that
I'ma be hunting their $$# fat, brat brat
I'ma be something to deal with, real %#@!

See the only way I eat is if I kill %#@!
Me and Tech and Hopsin goin' to pop em
Put em right in the lake hey don't drop them

Hook:
^!$$%s about to get stabbed, grrr
^!$$%s about to get stabbed, rrr (x4)

[Tech N9ne:]
He said he wanted
K.O.D.

To come do this
Ok
People don't feel me I think I'm really Micheal Myers

You think its silly not giving a $#&@ until this psycho fires
When I go higher you said to me, why so you need a rifle, sire?
My pillies to kill ya man I'm illing to snipe your eye out

Light your fire, leave us, now he's after Jesus
Happy Holidays, I'm..
Oh what a teaser, he was not a bleeder

But you need to believe that I feed, I'm eager, ha ha
Yeah I heard what he said
He ain't able to spit another verse when he dead

Burnt a ^!$$%, served him the curb and they bled
With Bourbon, I swervedI put his hearse in the bed, cha cha
Yeah, you ^!$$%s gotta be kidding me not even hitting me

Bout to get your bodily stiff and they ought to be kissing me $$# bad
That'll be sad, cause the ^!$$% about to get stabbed
JAB!

Why do they persist Lynch?
When they know that we'll kill them all
Hook:

^!$$%s about to get stabbed, grrr
^!$$%s about to get stabbed, rrr (x4)
[[Hopsin:]

I was brought up as a man that loved to laugh, greeting everybody with a handshake, until I
Built a fanbase now I gotta deal with groupie ^!$$%s I run into every damn day, rampage
I swear to god I hope I don't leave a ^!$$%s rib cracked

How the $#&@ did they find out where I live at
Mother$#&@ers all up in my business every minute
When I be chillin' with women they be comin' up tryin' to chit chat, get back

Ooh %#@! what the $#&@ did I get into
No autographs I'm trying to chill with my friends dude
You don't surround me I can't move

Can't you see I'm trying to get to my vehicle please let the man through
I ain't feelin' no sorry, I
Finna to go hit up my ^!$$% Lynch I'ma borrow a knife

And startle the lives of anybody bugging me
I don't know if I'ma kick em or cut em its hard to decide
I'ma start to devise a method of deadly weapons

No question about it, you run up
Then you gon to get a fight
Go step in the ring if you fools dare to

You gonna second guess on taking a picture with me cause you're to scared too
Alright, alright hold up my ^!$$%
Whats up man

You that ^!$$% hop right
Yeah
White contacts, skate wanna skateboard

Hey I gotta go real quick
Can I get a picture of you
Na man, get the $#&@, get the $#&@ out of my face

Hook:
^!$$%s about to get stabbed, grrr
^!$$%s about to get stabbed, rrr (x4)


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