Brotha Lynch Hung - Stabbed lyrics

n***as in Sacramento don’t want it with me Tuckin’ a fifty cal get me now I’m 5150 I bet a n***a won’t try me I like to fry em up Wine em up, bring em in front of me I’ma dye em up I put his nuts in a bag and send it to mommy And have her yellin’ whats in the bag, I’m a tsunami n***as attackin’ my label get wrapped in a cable I’m back in the stable and I’m k**in’ crackin’ an aggo, rrr Mada**, bada** everybody be wanting to have that, na that Giving em something to stab at, yeah that I’ma be hunting their a** fat, brat brat I’ma be something to deal with, real sh** See the only way I eat is if I k** sh** Me and Tech and Hopsin goin’ to pop em Put em right in the lake hey don’t drop them Hook: sponsored links n***as about to get stabbed, grrr n***as about to get stabbed, rrr (x4) [Tech N9ne:] He said he wanted K.O.D. To come do this Ok People don’t feel me I think I’m really Micheal Myers You think its silly not giving a f** until this psycho fires When I go higher you said to me, why so you need a rifle, sire? My pillies to k** ya man I’m illing to snipe your eye out Light your fire, leave us, now he’s after Jesus Happy Holidays, I’m.. Oh what a teaser, he was not a bleeder But you need to believe that I feed, I’m eager, ha ha Yeah I heard what he said He ain’t able to spit another verse when he dead Burnt a n***a, served him the curb and they bled With Bourbon, I swervedI put his hearse in the bed, cha cha Yeah, you n***as gotta be kidding me not even hitting me Bout to get your bodily stiff and they ought to be kissing me a** bad That’ll be sad, cause the n***a about to get stabbed JAB! Why do they persist Lynch? When they know that we’ll k** them all Hook: n***as about to get stabbed, grrr n***as about to get stabbed, rrr (x4) [[Hopsin:] I was brought up as a man that loved to laugh, greeting everybody with a handshake, until I Built a fanbase now I gotta deal with groupie n***as I run into every damn day, rampage I swear to god I hope I don’t leave a n***as rib cracked How the f** did they find out where I live at Motherf**ers all up in my business every minute When I be chillin’ with women they be comin’ up tryin’ to chit chat, get back Ooh sh** what the f** did I get into No autographs I’m trying to chill with my friends dude You 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 feelin’ no sorry, I Finna to go hit up my n***a Lynch I’ma borrow a knife And startle the lives of anybody bugging me I don’t know if I’ma kick em or cut em its hard to decide I’ma start to devise a method of deadly weapons No question about it, you run up Then you gon to get a fight Go step in the ring if you fools dare to You gonna second guess on taking a picture with me cause you’re to scared too Alright, alright hold up my n***a Whats up man You that n***a hop right Yeah White contacts, skate wanna skateboard Hey I gotta go real quick Can I get a picture of you Na man, get the f**, get the f** out of my face Hook: n***as about to get stabbed, grrr n***as about to get stabbed, rrr (x4)