Charles Hamilton - The Butcherman lyrics

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Charles Hamilton - The Butcherman lyrics

[Verse 1] (Charles Hamilton) I just got an opinion, I ain't' tryna black But I said a n***a name, and he tryna clap He tryna scrap, meantime I just rhyme the facts It doesnt matter I'm scared and I ain't tryna rap Keep lookin' behind my back, is this n***a near? Everybody's a spy, even the engineer sh** is clear, I should've chilled when I had the chance Now I'm gettin' approached by all these rappers' fans "How you diss him and thought that you would be cool homie? You'll be lucky if he don't pull out the tool homie Who are you homie? Some new n***a... Who ain't got nothin' to do n***a, I can't fool with you You new in this picture, you get chewed in this picture Too many n***as know where you livin' and usin' pistols Sleep with one eye open, be scared n***a No matter where you go, we here n***a" [Hook] Watch your mouth when you talk about me I don't care what you said, man you talkin' bout me And I'm the butcherman I'm the butcherman I'm the butcherman I'm the butcherman [Verse 2] (Charles Hamilton) Aw man... I got a wife and a kid on the way So if it's today I get hit with a K, then she's pissed at my ways But I got a f**in' image to uphold n***as wanna blow my motherf**in' liver through my soul I ain't' tryna have n***as at my Do', Six O' Fo' in the mornin' like (Knock)(x5) I can't even enjoy my f**in' breakfast n***a So much for me listenin' to this reckless n***a, What [Verse 3] (Yung Nate) Chuck I ain't' lookin' for beef, cause I ain't got the time That's why i keep n***as with me, they ain't gotta grind You gotta Sick Scene, and they got a Nine You reppin' yo coast, they reppin' homicide Word to my mama, I'm really a mellow kinda guy But these n***as is food in this evening, durin' Ramadan So watch me eat, the majority of the industry With just a little microphone, paperbag been in me f** sayin' this is my year, this my whole f**in' century I'm everything you like, I'm a livin breathin' simile The funny thing about liken', is that some n***a pretend to be So remember when you see me, y'all motherf**ers ain't friends of me I seen some of ya'll in person, them n***as finicky Guards by the bathroom, too scared to take a leak Expose in the game, Now everybody take a peek(look inside n***a!) Hahaha, the f** they gonna say to me [Hook x2]

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