Seven - Eating You lyrics

[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung] Okay, now that we're here, I can finally tell you guys, what... What I brought you here for So, but first of all, cheers to Strange, toast, gla**es up Alright, alright this is how it went [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] I saw her in the woods by herself I had a knife Perfect opportunity to take another life Unfortunately I'm f**ing ya kids instead of your wife She was over 18 so she could make her own decisions Sacramento born so she knew I probably visit What is it a blizzard? n***a I'll cut her up with the scissors Laid the skin out on the table able to stretch it Picture a n***a bathing in blood and bu*t naked I met her at the studio I put her my record Told her I'd give her an a** cap if she turned that a** backwards I lifted up the black skirt, stuck a N9ne in her Pulled the trigger Now she gone and you eating her for dinner I never would have told y'all But I love y'all n***as Told her my tour bunk was right above y'all n***as She really wanted to see y'all But I met her first She told me she had a ¡MAYDAY! CD in her purse I told her I was a Strange artist she didn't believe me I was staring at the ¡MAYDAY! tattoo on her cleavage She also had a Tech N9ne tat on her a** cheek Vaseline She say she just got it done last week I said Tech's too busy that's a long shot See he in the north pole f**ing an Eskimo s*ut He said the p**y was cold and the rest was all co*k Felt like the p**y was dead kinda like a zombie I gave her some of that Humboldt cookie bomb weed She was higher than the space needle I keep that sh** almost everyplace we go I started cutting up the arms and the legs And I had the bags in the pa**enger seat And a blunt in the ashtray Now I'm driving down the freeway Paranoid, hella wired and I was driving for 3 days I almost dropped the body parts off at the truck stop Hella tired Like for 2 hours I s**ed co*k I couldn't focus, eyes hella blurry, I can't stop Going back to Cali ain't an option get caught by the cops So I came to Kansas City just to talk to Trav Y'all was on the next thing smoking now we eating meat I'm on the news, did you see me on the I.D. channel They got a story about me called bloody candles They say I murdered hella people And ate the bodies up They had some 6 foot n***a play my body double fu*k [Interlude: ¡MAYDAY!] Yeah man, I swear he even looked like you man, I couldn't believe it Yo w-what'd you put in this food man, this sh** is f**ing awesome B I swear to god man this sh** got me, I don't know man this sh** got me feeling f**ing good [Verse 2: Wrekonize & (Bernz)] We really glad to be sitting at your table and break the bread with the Mannibal of Lector And this animal flesh just a stab at the best and we expect no less from the gesture? (Alright, and I seen her at the show of the day locked up what the f** we eyed) (This Morse Code tat with a flesh filled high and a pair of red socks that way up knee high, no lie) This meal is fantastic, thanks for the invite Lynch Cheers to Strange, too right, The Snake and Bats the sh** (Well Tech is f**ing the Eskimos in the north pole We bath saltin' in Miami where the who*es ??? snort blow) We been all up on your cannibal sh**, the cannabis twist And now we on some mannibal sh**, the mammals we get We damage with the top of our fist an ice pick Swing hard just to damn and the cliques Strange Music (Ay that's what's up, I need an a** filleted in this booth) (And this meat is a little too tough Brotha Lynch mighta been that you overcooked?) But back to the matter at hand I know you damaged the fam, which might cause concern But at the end of the day it's bros' before hoes', they don't ever seem to learn right Bernz (Let's chew it, the girls came through and got more than she bargained for) (She had a body that was so damn thick the bowels could rip apart your jaw) (Scars, hard, this broad was playing backyard) (So it's a shame you chopped her up Lynch but life is hard) And I ain't her bodyguard, goddamn this steak is charred Pa** me the whiskey please brotha, I need to ease the gods But a demons claws, I scratch beneath the stars And give ‘em another reason to be up in needing sacrafeasts in large? [Wrekonize & Bernz] So we thank you Brotha Lynch Hung for this invitation And we forgive you for the fan of ours you mutilated On behalf of all of us in ¡MAYDAY! here's our statement We're down to roll with you no matter what the situation [Outro: Brotha Lynch Hung & (¡MAYDAY!)] So, t-the moral, I mean You know basically what I was trying to tell you guys I mean I just wanna know am I crazy? (Nah, nah, nah) For, for eating human meat? (Wait, Wait? You were eating human meat right now?) Did you guys, yeah.. you guys ate human meat So, tell me what you think (My stomach hurts…) HA HAHAHAHAHA Human Meat (Puking)