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Brotha Lynch Hung
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Silent Supper
I just want a silent supper Fuck it, I'm just playing See the thing is, the dang kids Y'all don't feel that, y'all don't know what I'm saying about that. Yeah Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It's the silent supper This is what I do They don't know about it
[Verse 1] I ain't been gone that long I'm the siccest nigga To split you liver and deliver it to your mama Murder your papa Stick your brother & sister in the trunk of the car. Aw, naw I eat raw Niggas don't got no appetite, it's there black and white My nigga, I called them bitch niggas Or hermaphrodites You don't have to like me Under your bed is where I might be Get up and slit your throat And I be getting at your wife I don't know if I love that bitch So it could splat tonight I'm toxic, bloodied all up And the cops get at the sight Spidey be at the light With a machete right beside me It'll get deadly, nigga Cuz I eat silence and violence
[Chorus] Shhh Be quiet I'm creeping up in your house with an axe So motherfucker just try it You sleeping up in your house n relaxin and I just need my meat diet, so I'm lickin on my axe My tongue is starting to bleed So I'm sticking to the facts
[Verse 2] They call me Charlie Manson, I got so many followers Kill for me nigga or come back and get swallowed up I got you holdin your stomach from what I vomit up, Sum it up like niggas ain't dumb enough right? It'll get done a rough night. Runnin up on Peter Parker heater sparker All you niggas bout to need a doctor, hardcore. Now I'm a leave the parking lot. I'ma be where it's dark a lot, See the dark is where I meditate, Butcher knife will make em levitate, It's my job I'm never late. I'm eatin pussy like Kansas City eats hella steaks. I leave it mushy and bloody I eat it right off the plate, Bitches don't push me I'm ugly. I'm stickin it in your tummy, What you want from me? Took me some time but I turned it into lunch meat. They say I'm sick in the brain. I put my dick in the brain. It's like I'm sniffin the cane And lookin for chunky beef. Meat eater, A heat seeker, I leak ether, I beat bitches And leave stitches, And seek riches, Silence and violence
[Chorus]x2 Shhh Be quiet I'm creeping up in your house with an axe So motherfucker just try it You sleeping up in your house n relaxin and I just need my meat diet, so I'm lickin on my axe My tongue is starting to bleed So I'm sticking to the facts
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