Eating You lyrics - Brotha Lynch Hung (feat. ¡MAYDAY!)

[Brotha Lynch Hung:]

Okay, now that we're here, I can finally tell you guys, what

What I brought you here for

So, but first of all, cheers to Strange, toast, glasses up

Alright, alright this is how it went

I saw her in the woods by herself I had a knife

Perfect opportunity to take another life

Unfortunately I'm fucking ya kids instead of your wife

She was over 18 so she could make her own decisions

Sacramento born so she knew I probably visit

What is it a blizzard? Nigga I'll cut her up with the scissors

Laid the skin out on the table able to stretch it

Picture a nigga bathing in blood and butt naked

I met her at the studio I put her my record

Told her I'd give her an ass cap if she turned that ass backwards

I lifted up the black skirt, stuck a N9ne in her

Pulled the trigger

Now she gone and you eating her for dinner

I never would have told y'all

But I love y'all niggas

Told her my tour bunk was right above y'all niggas

She really wanted to see y'all

But I met her first

She told me she had a ¡MAYDAY! CD in her purse

I told her I was a Strange artist — she didn't believe it

I was staring at the ¡MAYDAY! tattoo on her cleavage

She also had a Tech N9ne tat on her ass cheek

Vaseline

She say she just got it done last week

I said Tech's too busy that's a long shot

See he in the north pole fucking an Eskimo slut

He said the pussy was cold and the rest was all cock

Felt like the pussy was dead kinda like a zombie

I gave her some of that Humboldt cookie bomb weed

She was higher than the space needle

I keep that shit almost everyplace we go

I started cutting up the arms and the legs

And I had the bags in the passenger seat

And a blunt in the ashtray

Now I'm driving down the freeway

Paranoid, hella wired and I was driving for 3 days

I almost dropped the body parts off at the truck stop

Hella tired

Like for 2 hours I sucked cock

I couldn't focus, eyes hella blurry, I can't stop

Going back to Cali ain't an option get caught by the cops

So I came to Kansas City just to talk to Trav

Y'all was on the next thing smoking now we eating meat

I'm on the news, did you see me on the I.D. channel

They got a story about me called bloody candles

They say I murdered hella people

And ate the bodies up

They had some 6 foot nigga play my body double fuck

[¡MAYDAY!:]

Yeah man, I swear he even looked like you man, I couldn't believe it

Yo w-what'd you put in this food man, this shit is fucking awesome B

I swear to god man this shit got me, I don't know man this shit got me feeling fucking good

[Wrekonize (Bernz):]

We really glad to be sitting at your table and break the bread with the Mannibal of Lector

And this animal flesh just a stab at the best and we expect no less from the gesture?

(Alright, and I seen her at the show of the day locked up what the fuck we eyed)

(This Morse Code tat with a flesh filled high and a pair of red socks that way up knee high, no lie)

This meal is fantastic, thanks for the invite Lynch

Cheers to Strange, too right, The Snake and Bats the shit

(Well Tech is fucking the Eskimos in the north pole

We bath saltin' in Miami where the whores are swole and snort blow)

We been all up on your cannibal shit, the cannabis twist

And now we on some mannibal shit, the mammals we get

We damage with the top of our fist an ice pick

Swing hard just to damn and the cliques Strange Music

(Ay that's what's up, I need an ass filleted in this booth)

(And this meat is a little too tough Brotha Lynch mighta been that you overcooked?)

But back to the matter at hand I know you damaged the fam, which might cause concern

But at the end of the day it's bros' before hoes', they don't ever seem to learn right Bernz

(Let's chew it, the girls came through and got more than she bargained for)

(She had a body that was so damn thick the bowels could rip apart your jaw)

(Scars, hard, this broad was playing backyard)

(So it's a shame you chopped her up Lynch but life is hard)

And I ain't her bodyguard, goddamn this steak is charred

Pass me the whiskey please brother, I need to ease the gods

But a demons claws, I scratch beneath the stars

And give 'em another reason to be up in needing sacrafeasts in large?

[Wrekonize & Bernz:]

So we thank you Brotha Lynch Hung for this invitation

And we forgive you for the fan of ours you mutilated

On behalf of all of us in ¡MAYDAY! here's our statement

We're down to roll with you no matter what the situation

[Brotha Lynch Hung (¡MAYDAY!):]

So, t-the moral, I mean

You know basically what I was trying to tell you guys

I mean I just wanna know am I crazy?

(Nah, nah, nah)

For, for eating human meat?

(Wait, wait? You were eating human meat right now?)

Did you guys, yeah.. you guys ate human meat

So, tell me what you think

(My stomach hurts...)

Ha hahahahaha human meat