Brotha Lynch Hung - FBI lyrics

[Verse 1] I just cut another body up And I had to get it out So, i cook it up and I ate it up And then I sh** it out Black bag full of bones I'm gonna glad when ?I get ten thousand? Put that bag in the back of the couch And jump inside of the shower for an hour ?then hop in and ride back to the south? See, I figured my n***as love me But im gonna get them to hide me out sh**, I'm gonna live inside that house Then when the sh** clear up I clear out Jump in the ?river? I'm the king of Sacramento Numbers don't lie, Please put that in yo mental Jeans up, hoes down And I got blood all over my clothes now Twenty-Four people saw me Twenty-Four more get chopped to raw meat Awh, wow Cops about to come with that forensics Meta-examiners can't figure me out They think I just been sick (Grr) Swallowin' prozak you know that Leaving n***as ?stuffed like???? Leavin' n***as dead with toe-tags They call 'em the FBI, But that mean "First Body Identified" [Hook x3] (FBI) Choppin them bodies up (FBI) F..B.. (FBI) Choppin they mommy up, F...B.. [Verse 2] You wanna keep your head on your shoulders?