Look It's a Dead Body

Brotha Lynch Hung

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    Look! It's a body!
    That's what I do

    [Verse 1:]
    Leaving grease is pieces
    My thesis, bitch give me something to eat with
    A brand new recipe anatomy deep dish
    Chk, chk, cha, anatomy deep dish

    I'm so tired of this shit, my life's like
    My life's like nigga I'm twisted, the nice guy
    Always getting stiffed it and if this shit don't change
    I'm a get those brains and I'm a get those brains and brisk it
    And mix it, sick shit started the sickness
    Now bitches and niggas think I'm soft like biscuits
    But it gets hard like bitches nipples
    My shit goes hard room, feet in the toilet, won't flush
    Niggas think they fucking with Lynch, nigga don't hush
    Got a nigga's guts looking like wants crushing it
    If your house was a bitch nigga I'd run it up in your stuff
    Niggas think I'm nuts cause I kill and bust nuts
    I'll be off the X not even knowing what's what
    Rivals get cut up
    I can't smoke so I'm murdering for fun
    And that shit's fucked up

    [Chorus:]
    Look it's a dead body over here
    Blood all over the place like motor steel
    Niggas ain't fucking with Lynch
    You know the deal
    I eat 'em when I am done with 'em, nigga
    That's overkill

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    [Verse 2:]
    Leaving grease is pieces
    My thesis, bitch give me something to eat with
    A brand new recipe anatomy deep dish
    Chk, chk, cha, anatomy deep dish

    I might kill her for nothing while I am nuttin
    After they dead I'm fucking, aight
    Spit so nasty my teeth don't look right
    Fucking dead bodies at night
    I'm just sick in the head, getting the bread
    MC's getting the blade instead of the lead
    This time I'm keeping the brains instead of the head
    This crime is hitting the news instead of the feds
    Y'all niggas bust like fags, got 'em in Ed
    Have your whole family looking outta the red
    Have the hoes panties drippin, I'm straight trippin
    Light blue sic [?] but with the paint still dripping
    24 street block throw it up daily
    Still having abortions nigga
    I don't need babies
    And I don't eat babies
    I'm sicker than the rabies
    Still hella mad cause I didn't sign with Shady
    Records, but I'm strange now, snake and the bat
    Nigga, sickest independent on the map, nigga back nigga
    Gat it like that nigga
    Wanna see a dead body? This is where it's at nigga

    [Chorus:]
    Look it's a dead body over here
    Blood all over the place like motor steel
    Niggsd ain't fucking with Lynch
    You know the deal
    I eat 'em when I am done with 'em, nigga
    That's overkill

    [Therapist:]
    That's not what you told me
    I read in the paper the other day that you were eating people again
    Taking their skin and cooking them
    And then devouring them
    Then devouring them...

    [Verse 3:]
    Leaving grease is pieces
    My thesis, give me something to eat with
    A brand new recipe anatomy deep dish
    Chk, chk, deep dish

    I know this is different, different
    A lot of people tell me I'm gifted, bitches!
    Tired of gettin' cheated, fuck this shit
    Shit gets worse, I'm a rent me a hearse
    Leave a nigga's balls in his girlfriend's purse
    Bad news is you'll never see where he lurks
    You don't even hurks, waterfall dripping out the skirts
    When it comes to rapping I am Captain Kirk
    Higher that the spaceship
    So I wrote the album
    Niggas try to put me in the middle like Malcolm
    YouTube sick TV, you see the outcome
    Lock 'em with a machete and I won't leave 'em without one

    [Chorus:]
    Look it's a dead body over here
    Blood all over the place like motor steel
    Niggas ain't fucking with Lynch
    You know the deal
    I eat 'em when I am done with 'em, nigga
    That's overkill

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    Composición: Kevin Mann

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