Brotha Lynch Hung - Body On The Floor lyrics

[Verse 1] Mr. Can-opener Mouth Chew a n***a up quick I'm a syphilis dick Nobody can f** with Bloody p**y lips Yes I gotta lick it I'm coming to your town Please buy a ticket Been ripping up guts But I'm still on this Crip sh** Staying with my motherf**ing Season of da Siccness k** an infant [?] an infant I'm giving you my ten cents Might have to go k** her because I'm tired of this [?] sponsored links Run up in your house n***a, All you hear is click click (boom) Bloody in the a**hole Raping all you b**hes All of you n***as is listening But none of y'all n***as gets it Mr. Diarrhea n***a, All I do is sh** sh** All I do is Crip sh** Pull it out and nut in it Mannibalector pissing R Kelly b**hes Body smelling vicious and get to stinking up the kitchen Must've been f**ing a dead body cause my pubic hairs is itching [Hook] [Verse 2] I gets to f**ing it and cutting it Cooking it and slicing it Eating it and sh**ting it Season of Da Siccness I'm red hot I should make my new name 'Syphilis' Ask her if she ever got cannibal teeth bit in cli*oris I spit venom quick Black mamba Giving n***as the siccness 'til I'm dead like my momma My life's been something like a horror flick drama So why you think I left a whole family in the sauna? Body parts looking like spaghetti sauce, comma No evidence, period My [?] going to Obama Mommy you should have left me k**ing's my recipe Not accessory to Ran up in you [?] Forehead dot, Hindu I burn bread n***a That's why I call it grilled cheese Put a b**h in the back of the trunk Roll up a blunt, I call it k** trees Worse than an alligator attack Chop em up to alligator soufflé now Later I put em up in a zip-lock knapsack I got a body in a knapsack