G-Macc - Split Personality lyrics

[Intro] They say I got a split personality In daytime, I'm cool, nighttime [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] No electricity, no car payment Make me just wanna rape sh**, scrape sh** off the concrete And eat it, believe me, I can get devious like Little Bro Criminal, call me the cream of crop in Sacramento, though Why they wanna get severed up to many minimeatlets Why every time I get drunk and high, can't trust a n***a like a secret? So I commence to make the meat rip, that's all I ever think about Bell peppers and hot sauce, high blood pressure sh** Tell Lecter I eat it raw, damn near rare This album's supposed to make you wanna eat spare ribs I don't ever wanna spare his life, f**in' rape his wife Razor-blade to knife you, sever your wife up, watch the knife cut Picture it like a Nikon, I spit poison like a python sh**, gotta get the lights on, when the light's on, human meat's All over the room, blood all over the room, sickle psycho Sickle-cell anemia, just light up the ooze [Hook: G-Macc] I don't wanna say sh**, I just wanna rape sh** I just wanna fillet b**hes, night time, day, night Nighttime AK sh**, my other half is sayin' "Don't do it!" But at close range, split your brain sh**, I could speak but I don't wanna say sh**, I just wanna rape sh** I just wanna fillet b**hes, nighttime, day, night Nighttime AK sh**, my other half is sayin' "Don't do it!" But at close range, split your brain sh** (I can say it!) [Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung] Friday the 13th, my day to work meat Butcher shoppin' for Halloween, took it, chopped it, popped hollow three I don't wanna get to pushin' the issue, but this is who listen to sick sh** I don't need to get 'em, look at him cookin' 'em, cookin' with some of the sickness I'll be havin' them fits with the b**hes and n***as, I'll stick 'em with ice picks Split personality sh**, liquor with k** 'em up sh**, dose of that fill 'em up Lead 'em up, eat 'em up, n***as get heated up like gasoline After I put that gasoline on 'em, transform 'em to liquid, I'm a misfit Cannibalistic, this is standin' and rammin' a b**h with a dick-blade sh** And I'm a animal, Crip sh**, Hannibal cannibal, manimal, Siccmade sh** (One) Switchblade sh** (Two) Then I'mma send 'em a thick plate dish Women and venom, I'm a nuisance, believe it, I'll leave 'em and it pays quick See me and demon, my sh** Madesicc, now leavin' 'em with they b**h 'Bout to body-snatch her, attach her to the hooks in my closet, this may fit I wear they skin, somebody on the news askin' where they been (It's Madesicc!) [Hook] [Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung] I don't wanna argue, I mean, yes, I wanna argue, I'm like No, I don't wanna argue, these n***as don't wanna know how sick I am Maybe I should charbroil humans and leave off human beings sh**, I'm a human gargoyle, f**in' with me, get your heart boiled I don't give a f** about you, I don't want you to think that Hit you with the MAC-10 and have your skin turnin' pink and black In the backyard with a stinky sack, Dorothea Puente Around the corner from Sandra Dee's, you don't wanna know the answer, please That n***a dead, he caught two in the head, trigger squeeze Just so you know it, I can do it to future enemies I keep it blue, I just get right into it, skinnin' these I need some bearings, I ain't gon' stop 'til I get ten of these Better pay attention, please, don't be a opportunist Cause when it comes down to it, when it comes to me, you ain't gon' do sh** I know your history, heard you don't ever spray sh** So please don't try to say sh**, don't even say sh**, b**h! [Hook] [Skit] I gotta change my life! (You don't have to change your life!) I do! (What's wrong with your life?) A lot is wrong with my life and I'm tryin' to change it! (You don't have to change your life! Just your wife.)