[Verse 1:]
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Razorblade to nipples, baby breastfeed me
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I just saw your face on the TV and they already think you're laying six feet deep
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Took a nap, now they on the news talking 'bout how they want the nigga back
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I gave her back to 'em, but not before I took a bat, bashed her in the head
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Baved it, plated it and smashed in the shev back to the hideout
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Shit, I took a machete and dot her fucking eyes out
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Now I'm on the internet, motherfucker why not?
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MySpace is my place; pick her up and tie knots
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Got her on the bed playing dead, fuck it then I took her to the bathtub
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And made her bloody red, no matter what he said
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Nigga he's the ripper, I saw him slice a nigga's dick up
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And cut a nigga's bitch up, put her in the trash bag and that's that
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He's on Facebook, she's in the space look
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[Chorus:]
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Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
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(My motherfucking razorblade)
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(Hey, I'm telling you bitch, you better take me serious)
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Sit in that corner bitch!
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(Remember when you got that computer for Christmas?)
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(Yeah that's why you're here)
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Sit in that fucking corner bitch
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[? ]
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Sit in that corner bitch
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(Now I'm about to cut you, and eat you and heat you and beat you bitch)
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[Verse 2:]
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She asked me for a cigarette, here you go bitch back
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First pull out your titties and I promise I can get you wet
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After I slit your neck, I keep 'em brainwashed, cut open the score
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Cold while they get their brains washed
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I'm in the kitchen with a vivigar ripping your bitches spliffining
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And bitchin to get you to split the guts
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Outta my mouth, I'm a get that outta my house
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By cooking it and eating it and shitting it out
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I can do mc, he won't find shit all in the couch
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Shit in the bathroom and shit in the mouth
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And razorblades and alcohol, shit in the pouch
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Like 50 bitches on periods, I'm serious now
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It's about to take 3 hours like hand paws
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Trust me I'm tryna get all them kids in the damn dog
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I don't want ransom I'm sicker than Charles Manson, Ansem
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Like Chuckie I'm cutting your butt cheeks
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[Chorus:]
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Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
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Sit in that corner bitch!
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Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
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Sit in that corner bitch!
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Sit In That Corner Bitch!
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Brotha Lynch Hung |