Working Late (Intro) - Brotha Lynch Hung

Leaving Reese’s pieces

My thesis, bitch give me something to eat with

A brand new recipe anatomy deep dish

Chop!

Cut!

Chop!

Cut!

Anatomy deep dish

I’m so tired of this shit, my life’s like

My life’s like nigga I’m twisted, the nice guy

Always getting stiffed it and if this shit don’t change

I’m a get those brains and I’m a get those brains and briskets

And mix it, sick shit started the sickness

Now bitches and niggas think I’m soft like biscuits

But it gets hard like bitches nipples

My shit goes hard won’t fit in the toilet, won’t flush

Niggas think they fucking with Lynch, nigga don’t, hush

Got a nigga’s guts looking like one’s crushing it

If your house was a bitch nigga I’d run it up in your stuff

Niggas think I’m nuts cause I kill and bust nuts

I’ll be off the X not even knowing what’s what

Rivals get cut up

I can’t smoke so I’m murdering for fun

And that shit’s fucked up

Look it’s a dead body, over here

Blood all over the place like motor steel

Niggas ain’t fucking with Lynch

You know the deal

I eat 'em when I am done with 'em, nigga

That’s overkill

Yes sir, yes sir

Leaving resses pieces

My thesis, bitch give me something to eat with

A brand new recipe anatomy deep dish

Chk, chk, cha, anatomy deep dish

I might kill her for nothing while I’m nutting

After they dead I’m fucking, aight

Spit so nasty my teeth don’t look right

Fucking dead bodies at night (fucking dead bodies at night)

I’m just sick in the head, getting the bread

MC’s getting the blade instead of the lead

This time I’m keeping the brain instead of the head

This crime is hitting the news instead of the feds

Y’all niggas bust like fags, Adam and Ed

Have your whole family looking out of a red

Have the hoes panties drippin', I’m straight Crippin'

Light blue six four but with the paint still dripping

24 street block throw it up daily

Still having abortions nigga

I don’t need babies

And I don’t eat babies

I’m sicker than the rabies

Still hella mad cause I didn’t sign with Shady

Records, but I’m strange now, snake and the bat

Nigga, sickest independent on the map, nigga brap nigga

Look at it like that nigga

Wanna see a dead body?

This is where it’s at nigga

That’s not what you told me

I read in the paper the other day that you were eating people

A taking their skin and cooking them

And then devouring them

Then devouring them…

Leaving Reese’s Pieces

My thesis, give me something to eat with

A brand new recipe anatomy deep dish

Chk, chk, deep dish

I know this is different, different

A lot of people tell me I’m gifted, bitches!

Tired of gettin' cheated, fuck this shit

If shit gets worse, I’m a rent me a hearse

Leave a nigga’s balls in his girlfriend’s purse

Bad news is you’ll never see where he lurks

It don’t even hurt, waterfall dripping out the skirts

When it comes to rapping I am Captain Kirk

Higher that the spaceship

So I wrote the album

Niggas try to put me in the middle like Malcolm

YouTube Sicc teevee, you see the outcome

Lock 'em with a machete and I won’t leave 'em without one

Damn!

Even my therapist turning on me, man

What the fuck is going on in this motherfucker

God damn it!

Never tell anybody that you know where a dead body is

Or you gonna get checked first

All the time, it always happens