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Stabbed (feat. Hopsin

Brotha Lynch Hung
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Now people be sayin' that I, um, talk to dead bodies Everybody say that Are you dead? Nah, fuck it, you don't have to say nothin' Anyway, you attack Tech for nothin' Hopsin gon' do that same shit Aight, we gon' handle this shit You want somethin' to eat? Aight Get you somethin' to eat Or you might be, huh Niggas in Sacramento don't want it with me Tuckin' a fifty cal, she hit me now, I'm fifty-one fifty I bet a nigga won't try me, I like to fry 'em up Line 'em up, bring 'em in front of me, I'ma dime up I put his nuts in a bag and send it to mommy And have her yellin', "What's in the bag?" I'm a tsunami Niggas attackin' my label get wrapped in the cable I'm back in the stable and I'm killin' 'em, crackin' a eggo Damn, mad ass, bad ass Everybody be wantin' to have that, nah that Givin' me somethin' to stab at, yeah that I'ma be huntin' they ass back, brap-brap I'ma be somethin' 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 it right in the leg and don't drop 'em Told him not to fuck with us, nigga Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed He said he wanted KOG to come do this Okay He but don't feel me, I think I'm really Michael Myers You think it's silly not givin' a fuck until these psycho fires When I go higher, you say to me, "Why do you need a rifle, sire?" My pillies to kill him, man, I'm Illiest, I could eye a light your fire Leave us, now he's up to Jesus Happy holidays, I am not the Ebenezer Oh, what a teaser, he was not a bleeder But you need to believe that I feed 'em eager, ha Ha-ha, yeah, I heard what he said He ain't able to spit another verse when he dead Heard a nigga served from the curb then he bled with bourbon I swerved, I put his birds in a bed Yeah, you niggas gotta be kiddin' me, not even hittin' me 'Bout to get your bodily stiffened, you oughta be kissin' me Ass bad, that'd be sad because the niggas about to get stabbed, jab Why do they persist when, when they know that we'll kill 'em all? Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed I was brought up as a man that loved to laugh Greetin' 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'm hopin' to leave a nigga's wig cracked How the fuck they find out where I live at? Motherfuckers all up in my business every minute When I be chillin' with women, they be Comin' up tryna chit-chat, get back Oh shit, what the fuck did I get into? No autographs, I'm tryna chill with my friends, dude Yo, don't surround me, I can't move Can't you see I'm tryna get to my vehicle? Please let the man through I ain't feelin' no sorrow tonight Finna go hit up my nigga Lynch, I'ma borrow a knife And start all the lives of anybody buggin' me I don't know if I'ma kick 'em or cut 'em, man, it's hard to decide I'ma start to devise a method to daddy weapons, no question about it You run up then you gon' get affected Come step in the ring if you fools dare to You gon' second guess on takin' A picture with me 'cause you too scared to Ayy, hold up, my nigga (What's up, man?) Ayy, you nigga hot, right? (Yeah) The white 'Con, you skate on a skateboard (Yeah) Ayy, I gotta go (Ayy, can I get a picture with you, man?) Nah, man, get out of myโ€”get the fuck out of my face, fool Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed Niggas about to get stabbed