Eating You (feat. Bernz & Wrekonize)

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Okay, now that we're here
 (I was like look)
 I can finally tell you... you guys
 What... what I brought you here for
 So, but first of all, uh
 Cheers to Strange
 Toast
 Glass's up
 Alright, alright this is how it went
 I saw her in the woods by herself I had a knife
 Perfect opportunity to take another life
 Unfortunately, I'm fuckin' ya kids instead of your wife
 She was over 18 so she could make her own decisions
 Sacramento born so she knew I'd prolly visit
 What is it a blizzard?
 Nigga I'll cut her up with the scissors
 Laid the skin out on the table able to stretch it
 Picture a nigga bathin' in blood and butt naked
 I met her at the studio I put her my record
 Told her I'd give her an ass cap if she turned that ass-backward
 I lifted up the black skirt, stuck a 9 in her
 Pulled the trigger
 Now she gone and we eatin' her for dinner
 I never would have told you
 But I love y'all niggas
 Told her my tour bunk was right above y'all niggas
 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 it
 I was starin' at the ¡MAYDAY! tattoo on her cleavage
 She also had a Tech N9ne tat on her ass cheek
 Vaseline
 She says she just got it done last week
 I said Tech's too busy that's a long shot
 See he in the north pole fuckin' an Eskimo slut
 He said the pussy was cold and the rest was all cock
 Felt like the pussy 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 shit almost every place we go
 I started cuttin' off the arms and the legs
 And I had the bags in the passenger seat
 And a blunt in the ashtray
 Now I'm drivin' down the freeway
 Paranoid, hella wired and I was drivin' for 3 days
 I almost dropped the body parts off at the truck stop
 Hella tired
 Like for 2 hours, I sucked cock
 I couldn't focus, eyes hella blurry, I can't stop
 Goin' 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 smokin' now we eatin' meat
 I'm on the news, did you see me on the I.D. channel?
 They got a story about me it's called bloody candles
 They said I murdered hella people
 And ate the bodies up
 They had some 6-foot nigga play my body double, FUCK
 Yeah man, I swear he even looked like you, man
 I couldn't believe it
 Yo, what, what'd you put in this food man
 This shit is fuckin' awesome B
 I swear to god man this shit got me...
 I don't know man...
 This shit got me feeling fucking good
 We really glad to be sittin' at your table
 And breakin' bread with the Mannibal of lector
 And this animal flesh is just a stab at the best
 And we expect no less from the gesture
 (Alright)
 And I seen her at the show at the day act up
 With the fuck me eyes
 Morse Code tat with a flesh filled high
 And a pair of red socks that went up knee high
 (No lie)
 This meal is fantastic
 Thanks for the invite Lynch
 Cheers to Strange, Too right, The Snake and Bats the shit
 When Tech is fuckin' the Eskimos in the north pole
 We bath saltin' in Miami
 Where the whores are swole and snort blow
 We been all up on your cannibal shit
 The cannabis twist
 And now we on some Mannibal shit
 The mammals we get
 We damage with the top of our fist
 An ice pick swing hard just too damn the clique
 (Strange Music)
 Ay, pass the salt
 I need to ass filleted in this booth
 And this meat is a little too tough Brotha Lynch
 Might been that you overcooked
 But back to the matter at hand
 I leave you damaged with fam
 Which might cause concern
 But at the end of the day its bros' before hoes'
 They don't ever seem to learn right Bernz
 Lets chew it, the girl came through
 And got more then she bargained for
 She had a body that was so damn thick
 Her bowels could rip apart your jaw
 Scars, hard, this broad playin' backyard
 So it's a shame you chopped her up Lynch
 But life is hard
 And I'm not her bodyguard
 Goddamn this steak is charred
 Pass me the whisky please Brotha
 I need to ease the gods
 With a demons claws
 I scratch beneath the stars
 And give em another reason to be up in needin'
 Sacrafeastin' large
 So we thank you Brotha Lynch Hung for this invitation
 And we forgive you for the fan of ours you mutilated
 And on behalf of all of us in ¡MAYDAY! heres our statement
 We're down to roll with you no matter what the situation
 So... the moral... I mean... you know
 Basically what I was tryin' to tell you guys
 I mean, I wanna know
 Am I crazy?
 No, no, no
 For... for eating... eating human meat
 Wait, wait? Your eating human meat right now?
 Yeah, you guys ate human meat... tell me whatcha think
 My stomach hurts
 HAHAHAHAHAHA, Human meat
 

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Duration
04:44
Key
9
Tempo
79 BPM

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