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brotha lynch hung - takin' online orders lyrics

“takin’ online orders”
(feat. tech n9ne)

grrr

it’s another murder after the fact
twist a motha f-ckas hat to the back
sicka then rat poisenin’
i blllat them n-gg-s h-t in the back back bllat bllat bllat
he gonna feel it i’m bout to peel his bananna real quick
spit the sickness get cha d-ck split witness
sicka dis sh-t business
i’m a put him on a hit list
teach him about the season of da sikkness
six six sick sh-t
kreep in ya house put a gun in ya mouth
an i’m unda the house hidin’
bodies unda the couch and i ain’t comin out i’m goin out dyin’,
try em undeniable i don’t know i just fry em though
i come,
hard on the face
probly cause i don’t like em
i’m a og viking
kris karter
i spit harder
i get farther
put it in the b-tt
his daughter
spit a n-gg- nut

[chorus: x2]
cause i’m takin online orders

put a body up in the trunk
now ya stuck in a rut
get it rough in the b-tt
while i’m puffin the blunt
get it up in the gut put em up in the cut
i’m a stick em an rip em
i’m dippin em in hot sauce
legs n arms a little bit of agent orange hot tata’s
hot totties i rot bodies
tune in they -ss
talk naughty
broom in they -ss
i probly f-ck em til they get blue in the -ss
got robberies
bl–dy bodies
n-gg-s nuts in ya hot coffee
m-th- f-ckas betta get off me
i will slit em in they neck ever so softly
watch me
anybody wanna come f-ck with em come face em
i’ll be in camp crystal lake like jason waitin
take em an rape em then i cut em up
bake em an ate them i throw em up
sh-t em out
you gon’ forget about em
you gotta live without em
an i’m out

[chorus: x2]
cause i’m takin online orders

[tech n9ne:]
n-gg- ya gotta be willin to give me ya soul
i don’t be takin the minimal gotta be whole
look at the stranger get with the strangler
give em a liver a pig and a stick in a bowl
i’m comin a oven
i’m puttin em off a n-gg- be lovin to eat b-tch up then i throw it up in the camode
blegh!
nina be lookin to get with another cause the n-gg- within him is cold
i cannot contain what is insane within this brain n-gg-
neva was a mundane but i was in pain f-ck it then came liquor
how did i become bain put enough strain now the l-st rains
with a snuff frame killa rippin motha f-ckas up i open em the p-ss came quicker
hotel motel
i don’t give a f-ck i’m pickin b-tches up i make her lick it up
i’m bustin ghannareah nut until her throat swell
better let go of my coattail
i’m gonna propel into more h-ll
takin online orders from my cerabellum you can get it wholesale

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