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Meat Cleaver Songtext
von Brotha Lynch Hung

Meat Cleaver Songtext

Comin′ with the meat cleaver, cut her in the neck, leave her
Put her on the ground like a beaver, see, um
Yeah, I'm comin′ to get her, run up and get her with a machete
They comin' to get her without the liver, nigga
With a meat cleaver, leavin' the street bleedin′
He been a heat seeker, nigga, I speak ether
He ′bout to leak feces
Wipin' up the streets with him, get ′em (Grr!)
Reminiscent of Waco, take hoes and put 'em in a box, they may chose
I hit ′em, cook 'em in Crisco and I filleted ′em and ate 'em
Filleted 'em and ate ′em, bakin′ potatoes
Hot totty, stickin' a fork in a hot body
Hittin′ the porch like a botched robbery
Not sorry, I'm the nigga hotter than
Hot coffee, nigga, shittin′ with no potty
Mommy, tell 'em I′m a sicko,
Psycho, tell 'em I'm a hit the night though
Tell ′em I′m nitro, tell 'em I′m a growl like motorcycle
Wrappin' ′em up like a tight rope
My brain is empty, I can't think, I′m insane, I'm simply
Sick in the head, get in the bed, I'm a murderer
Mannibal, cannibal, niggas really never heard of him

He′s a meat doctor, put her in the pot made it hot then I chopped her
I was floating in the air helicopter
Put the butter in the pot then hot sauce
Yeah, a lot of mothafuckas wanna talk soft
All shock with somebody else Glock pop
And they layin′ in a box
Mannibalector right up in the grass


Operation Foxtrot
He's a meat doctor, put her in the pot made it hot then I chopped her
I was floating in the air helicopter
Put the butter in the pot then hot sauce
Yeah, a lot of mothafuckas wanna talk soft
All shock with somebody else Glock pop
And they layin′ in a box
Mannibalector right up in the grass
Operation Foxtrot
He's a meat doctor, put her in the pot made it hot then I chopped her
I was floating in the air helicopter
Put the butter in the pot then hot sauce
Yeah, a lot of mothafuckas wanna talk soft

All shock with somebody else Glock pop

And they layin′ in a box
Mannibalector right up in the grass
Operation Foxtrot

Hey, yeah
I'm a get deeper
Creepin′ up in yo backyard with a meat cleaver
Either
You and yo wife are 'bout ta get it
Shoelace, choke the neck, coke and ex
It's like [?] sex, broke the neck
Then I put a body in a back of the Lex
I got a bad habbit (doin what?)
Stickin′ my dick in a corpse
Rippin′ and pickin' a part
Simply gettin′ a car
Yeah, nah

Better do it (Grr!)
I'm a rip right thru ′em
Cut 'em in half, bloodin′ that ass when I chew 'em
Choppin' ′em up then I get a brand new one
And I always love it
I just jacked off and I′m thinkin' of it
You better back off I′m a heat the oven
I'm like Jack Frost and my teeth is ugly

You just that soft, but the beef is lovely

Reheat that shit, then I eat that shit (then what you do?)

Then repeat that shit
Then repeat that shit

Then repeat that shit, nigga
Better let the cops know
I keep more meat than they keep at Costco′s
They don't realy want it
Cookin′ 'em up in a pot slow
I'm a mini Roscoe′s chicken and waffles

He′s a meat doctor, put her in the pot made it hot then I chopped her
I was floating in the air helicopter
Put the butter in the pot then hot sauce
Yeah, a lot of mothafuckas wanna talk soft
All shock with somebody else Glock pop
And they layin' in a box
Mannibalector right up in the grass
Operation Foxtrot
He′s a meat doctor, put her in the pot made it hot then I chopped her
I was floating in the air helicopter
Put the butter in the pot then hot sauce
Yeah, a lot of mothafuckas wanna talk soft

All shock with somebody else Glock pop
And they layin' in a box

Mannibalector right up in the grass
Operation Foxtrot

I don′t know
Fuckin' around and put yo brains in bowl
I′m a be coming with it insane in the dome
Thinkin' a murderer meat, when I came in yo home
Mannibalector
Three more dead
Got blood on my necklace
These all said I can eat it for breakfeast
Eat raw lead, then I put it on record
Cut niggas up, sector by sector
Next to her dead: first cousin and nephew
Next to her head, bloody intestines
Next to her bed, other intestines
The rest is history
It ain't shit to me
All I′m thinkin′ 'bout is gettin′ meat
And I'm a eat
The next day get to creepin′ on and I'm a beatin′ on 'em
Next day Texas Chainsaw
When I eat yo brains raw
Come around a corner with a chainsaw
Cut some things off
And feed it to the fans while I'm rippin′ the stage off
I′m on another page, go rip that page off
Locc to da brain, nigga y'all just ate some
I′m the strangla I'm like Adolf
Fuckin′ around and get yo brains ate off
Cuttin' the town up and then made off

He′s a meat doctor, put her in the pot made it hot then I chopped her
I was floating in the air helicopter
Put the butter in the pot then hot sauce
Yeah, a lot of mothafuckas wanna talk soft
All shock with somebody else Glock pop
And they layin' in a box
Mannibalector right up in the grass
Operation Foxtrot
He's a meat doctor, put her in the pot made it hot then I chopped her
I was floating in the air helicopter
Put the butter in the pot then hot sauce
Yeah, a lot of mothafuckas wanna talk soft
All shock with somebody else Glock pop
And they layin′ in a box
Mannibalector right up in the grass
Operation Foxtrot
He′s a meat doctor, put her in the pot made it hot then I chopped her
I was floating in the air helicopter
Put the butter in the pot then hot sauce
Yeah, a lot of mothafuckas wanna talk soft
All shock with somebody else Glock pop
And they layin' in a box
Mannibalector right up in the grass
Operation Foxtrot

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