D.O.A. (feat. First Degree The DE) (исполнитель: Brotha Lynch Hung)

Mr. Mann-A-bal Lector
It's all over the news right now
You couldn't have missed it
Do you have any idea what might of happened to them
Any idea at all
Everybody thinks you do
Not me, but lots of people do
Tell me what happened 
(He died a violent death)

[Hook]
He won't have a head no mo'
He won't have no bread no mo'
I won't have to get fed no mo'
He's D.O.A. (Dinner on Arrival) [bad word] Give him an-enem-o-vemom
And send em their endin'
10 of the minutes the minimum 
I eat 10 of em
Tick-Tock on the clock taccin out many men
He's D.O.A. (Dinner on Arrival) [X2]

[Verse 1]
I don't do it to get famous
Sumthin' bout the brainless aimless
Body wit the stainless
Imma be in the 6-4.
a Schizo talkin other language
Yo' maine which your brain split [bad word] the hit flow
Til the [bad word] blow
This the foe
Gangin and banging
Lie in the playpen
Wit the stainless
Put his brain in my apron
Then I'm escapin
Staple his legs
When I get the OK
I'm tapin his legs
When I get to door
Breakin his legs
Want a omlet
Better be breakfast and eggs
Ducc from the bomb hit
They finn' to pay
Smoke when the bomb lift
They goin finn' pass it
Or they get the acid
I'm bakin' that [bad word] quicc 
Rapin that [bad word] quicc
Ryhme sound like I be takin' acid

[Hook X2]

Maybe the reason your so paranoid
Is cause you smoke you much fuccin' marijuana
Wouldn't you think?

[Verse 2]
I don't know
I just spit that [bad word] Like i do coke (you do coke)
I do hope
You get this [bad word] quicc
Cuz Spidy's broke (Spidy's broke) 
I do choke
Got that [bad word] that rip chinese dope
I do loc 
I got crip [bad word] in me like tiny loc
I ain't actin'
My nine milimeter make niggaz do baccflips
Get with them minimum practice
Just hit them witta little gymnastics
My heat is plastic
I beat the [bad word] I eat that [bad word] quicc for dinner
the winner gets the meat
and I don't have to be the [bad word] that spits the fastest
Mr.NASA A-S-A-P give me my cashes
Mummahed Ali niggaz swoopin there [bad word] s
Grizlock be beatin their asses
I leak mollasses couldn't see me after 24 karats of glasses
you ain't the only one who gots goons [bad word] that'o bloody up rooms
Rips that'o bloody up shoes
pop the 64 pop the pistols
And I can get close enough
To hit those rocc to split those
you talk the good talk so walk the good walk
get up and lets go
this the Mister piston niston sicc as this is
Get your kids quicc take'em and rape'em
This the siccness take'em and bake'em

[Hook X2]

It's quite obvious that people are addicted to your siccness
they all seem to be emulating you
perhaps you should do something about that

[Verse 3]
I just know
niggaz couldn't see me witta telescope (see me witta telescope)
I just hope
you tell'em Lynch [bad word] so tell us hoe
Tell us Hoe
I got thicc big [bad word] so smell this dope
I mean sniff this coke
Its the rip vic [bad word] drip out his nose
I don't need this
I carry a machete and I rip the cleveage
I carry 'em and bury 'em I'm leavin 'em deep six 
Marin' and nall bearin' when I grind the teeth grip
I prefer a deep dish Imma be hidin behind 'em witta meat clever
momma be cryin I'm fryin wit tha heat seeker 
Probably be [bad word]  wit the heat seek [bad word] 
Peter Parker AKA Coat Hanga Strangla
They may pray but the Lynch is hangin'em
After she dead Lynch Hung is bangin' guts STRANGE
Ain't no tamin' us
We get your brains and veins and bringin' them wit us
Getta tat and bang it wit us
One thang we insane and bring'en it up 
My tongue hangin when I'm aimin' aimin' at the guts [bad word] loc to da brain all wraped in one
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