Mannibal Lector - Brotha Lynch Hung - Coathanga Strangla.

they may not be perfect, but i havent even seen anybody write up a draft of em anywhere online so...there's only a few spots that i wasn't 1 hunnid % on so

Mannibal Lector - Brotha Lynch Hung - Coathanga Strangla.

(verse 1)

now that i know what time it is i can feel it in my gut
'n' i'm 'bout ta run up 'n' put a gun up in em.
cut up in em, auto-cratic automatic reaper.
i'mma leave 'em bleedin' in the street with the heater.

diabolical, after i follow you i eatcha meat up
why he's hollow i swallow a bottle as i eat the
anatomy amittyville mannibal can and he will
man i'm an animal when i'm heatin' 'em up i'm lethal.

you don't wanna be fuckin' with me i eat dead people
i'm that nigga that's keepin' body parts in the freezer
ah shit fuck 'er and leave 'er
i'd rather put 'er up until im hungry then i eat 'er.

the doctor's, the coroner's, the cop's will never see 'er
i'd eat that bitch up quicker than a crocodile believe it
'n' i wish a nigga would, that's what MC's git
these muthafuckas is bitches i hit em in the cleavage.

(chorus)

yeah, i'm mannibal lector,
she's standin' there naked i'm 'bout ta get naked
she's tied to the bed post, i like to give head wounds,
she likes to give head best, blood on the head rest.

strange music bitch, you can tell by the necklace
i carry me a chainsaw but you think you texas
chainsaw massacre nigga worser than manson
murder em turn em into hamburger met

(i'm evil)

(verse 2)

trunk with the drop top, i don't wanna get blood
on my pioneer box top, operation: make pasta
makin' intestine spaghetti noodles im a cuckoo
'n' i'm loco when that cop 'vest 'er better leave 'er in dresser (?)

butcher knife 'n' machete i'll do you in the poop shoot
poke em and i undress 'em n leave 'em in the recipe
i told you i was an atheist, eatin 'em with lettuce 'n' meat
puttin' niggas in the washin' pot takin' niggas to the chop shop

niggas is soft as a box of cotton, niggas be off that oxycontin
prolly rottin' a body rotten obviously potty taught 'n'
prolly not in danger yet, internet cable
watchin' ID channel cause i'm able

and cocaine in cellophane's wrapped up under the table
ready to murder rappers cut 'em and clap 'em reppin' his label.
new house in the stable, mini-macc's on the table
tornado, nato, (?) get (?)

(verse 3)

fresh out the muthafuckin' county jail
pillows with no feathers in the county smell
black sweat t-shirt brown as hell
pussy nigga try to fuck with me i crown his head

he don't wanna get bloody does he
i'mma have to get muddy buddy
killin em with the chainsaw cutty
leavin' his brains raw dummy

i'mma have to get silly putty
i'mma have to eat till he ugly
i'mma have to get really ugly
kill him kutty, kill him kutty

mister migillicuddy he's a high school teacher
used to take the bitches to the closet to teach 'em
until he took my daughter to the closet to teach her
now i'm using his head as my album's main feature.

serial killas killin a nigga like timin' im the creature
from the black side of town now i'm bout ta eat (?)
cut her up n i head the crack domes like ether
easter egg, leave me bitch

(chorus)

yeah, i'm mannibal lector,
she's standin' there naked i'm 'bout ta get naked
she's tied to the bed post, i like to give head wounds,
she likes to give head best, blood on the head rest.

strange music bitch, you can tell by the necklace
i carry me a chainsaw but you think you texas
chainsaw massacre nigga worser than manson
murder em turn em into hamburger... meat

(i'm evil)