Stabbed

(альбом: Mannibalector - 2013)

[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
You know how people be saying that I, uhm
Talk to dead bodies, uh, uh, everybody say that
Are you dead? Nah, fuck it, you don't have to say nothing
Anyway, any-, you attack Tech for nothing
Hopsin go through that same shit
Aight, we gon' handle this

You want something to eat?
Aight, I'll get you something to eat
Or you might be eaten!

[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Niggas in Sacramento don't want it with me
Tucking a .50 cal, should get me now, I'm 5150
I bet a nigga won't try me, I like to fry 'em up
Line 'em up, bring 'em in front of me, I'mma dye 'em up
I put his nuts in a bag and send it to mommy
And have her yelling, "What's in the bag?", I'm a tsunami
Niggas attacking my label get wrapped in a cable
I'm back in the stable and I'm killing 'em, cracking an Eggo
(Grrr!) Mad-ass, bad-ass, everybody be wanting to have that, nah-that
Giving me something to stab at, yeah-that
I'mma be hunting they ass back (Brrat-brrat!)
I'mma be something to deal with, real shit
See the only way I eat is if I kill shit
Me and Tech and Hopsin gon' pop 'em
Put '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.. Ok

People don't feel me, I think I'm really Michael Myers
You think it's silly, not giving a fuck until the psycho fires
When I go higher, you said to me, "Why do you need a rifle, sire?"
My pill is to kill a man, I'm illing, yeah, snipe your eye, I light your fire
Leave us, now he's after Jesus-ah
Happy Holidays, I'm f'ing Ebenezer-hah
Oh, what a teaser, he was not a bleeder
But you need to believe that I feed, I'm eager-hah, hah
Yeah, I heard what he said
He ain't able to spit another verse when he dead
Burnt a nigga, serve him the curb then he bled
With Bourbon, I swerved to put his hearse in the bed
(Cha!) Yeah (Cha!), you niggas gotta be kidding me, not even hitting me
'Bout to get your bodily stiff and the ought to be kissing me ass bad
That'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 laugh
Greeting everybody with a handshake (Hello)
Until I built a fan base, now I gotta deal with
Groupie niggas I run into every damn day! (Rampage)

I swear to God I hope I don't leave a niggas rib cracked
How the fuck did they find out where I live at?
Motherfuckers all up in my business every minute
When I be chilling with women they be coming up trying to chitchat
Get back! Oh, shit, what the fuck did I get into?
No autographs, I'm trying to chill with my friends, dude
Yeah, 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 feeling no sorry and I finna to go hit up my nigga Lynch
I'mma borrow a knife and startle the lives of anybody bugging me
I don't know if I'mma kick 'em or cut 'em, man, it's hard to decide
I'mma start to devise a method of deadly weapons
No question about it, you run up then you gon' get affected
Go step in the ring if you fools dare to
You gon' second-guess on taking 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)]