[Verse 1:]
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The Coat, the Coathanga
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The Throat, the Throatstrangla
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Banging the GD, online like 3G
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I'm comin in 3d with these bullets and no bullshit
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In the back of the van, I carry full clips
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Don't believe me? Watch YouTube, I pull shit
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Causing enough blood that you can fill pools with
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You motherfuckers know the name, I'm insane
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And I'm still locc'd to the brain
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And ain't nothing to pour with
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The Coathanga Strangla, banging 'em up
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Ain't taming the cub
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Put your brain in a cup
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Brotha Lynch Hung, and I see hanging 'em up
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Wearing 'em out like clothes
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So niggas don't know it's me, Spidey
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Niggas will suck neck and eat shit, just to be by me
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Shit'll get fucked up in the anal
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Just blame your freezy I see
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Spitters on a daily basis
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Put 'em into muddy places
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Bloody meat is what he tasted
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I like to fry 'em and
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Then I'm coming in faces
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And that's just one of the cases
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[Chorus:]
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With the chainsaw
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Leave your brains raw
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Somebody just got cut
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So when I'm in your window with a machette
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And a pistol best believe it's just to give me a nut
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[Verse 2:]
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To rappers I'm like John Wayne Gacey
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Like I.C.P. with the clown face
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I be killing em up, then I eat bacon
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What? He's Jason Vorhees with a (wamanese?)
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Sucking me up, I'm about to get the head cut off
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Cause I see faces
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Spitting on niggas, I'm disrespectful
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I'm a necro - philliac, niggas'll get petro
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Gas niggas every day
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Ask niggas "E.B.K"
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As if a nigga would
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As if a nigga could
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I wish a nigga would test me
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Guess who's my brand new recipe
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Open your chest like "Open Sesame"
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Open your chest with these bullets
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I pull it, then it kills niggas
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Putting holes in your tommy hill figure,
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let the reals get ya
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Feeding him pills with the bloody mary hot sauce
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Soon as it pops off, then the clock's off
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All the cops are spread on the walls
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Blood in your drawer
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Eating your all
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Beating the dog
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Shit outta bitches
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[Chorus:]
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With the chainsaw
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Leave your brains raw
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Somebody just got cut
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So when I'm in your window with a machette
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And a pistol best believe it's just to give me a nut
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The Coathanga
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Brotha Lynch Hung |