Colostomy Bag

[Intro - Brotha Lynch Hung] Dinner and a Movie! I'm back, nigga That's what it is [Verse 1 - Brotha Lynch Hung] Yeah, I might as well get wet, give me a Newport I'm a little Strange now, on fire like a human torch Just gettin' warmed up, ain't nobody can fuck with me Even luckily, get cut in three, I'm a fuckin' beast, I tuck a .3- -57, and it keep me revvin' Mr.Techron Pure white cocaine spit not even stepped on Sort of like blue magic, the pussy I stab at it And stab at it, I'm a addict it bleeds when I tap it Manic depressive, and if you test him Man it's a lesson, plan to get your chest ripped Damn Smith & Wesson, and it will test 'em Hand it to Kevin, cannibal sessions Hand full of intestines, Kansas is with me Strange Music is with him I think they read little I still see siccem, from long distance, for instance I get with him, I spit sick shit sniffin' [Hook - C-Lim & G-Macc] (2x) Coathanga, throat ? strangla Your folks get mangled up, cut 'em up from the naval Put you in the hospital fast, have you wearing a oxygen mask With the doctors in surgery, get it colostomy bag [Verse 2 - Brotha Lynch Hung] My whole cigarette's wet, I'm 'bout to smoke it Get hard like east Oakland rappers I super-soak it After the crew get over and I'll be standin' over 'em With a nine millimeter hit 'em like a wild receiver like Jerry Rice Them niggas think I'm weak cause I'm very nice All I do is just think about eatin' 'em every night So I gotta carry every knife, every machete I'm steadily deadly His head'll he bury and gettin' cut up, I'll be at the motel fucked up Blood in my cup with a fine bitch hugged up 'Till my heart get plugged up, I'mma still be in my Dickie shit thugged up Make a nigga throwin' up blood, throwin' up guts, nigga what's what? We kind of Strange, nigga we eat nigga nuts and guts You already know what I eat your insides and break down your enzymes And take out your insides sniffin' [Hook - C-Lim & G-Macc] (2x) Coathanga, throat ? strangla Your folks get mangled up, cut 'em up from the naval Put you in the hospital fast, have you wearing a oxygen mask With the doctors in surgery, get it ? bad [Verse 3 - Brotha Lynch Hung] I need a cigarette, I cut a nigga neck And watch the blood drip out, hit 'em with a Tec Just like these niggas wanna fuck my bitch, let 'em sweat She smile at you and she'll cut your motherfuckin' neck I hang a nigga and strangle niggas with barbed wire It's a little strange, but listen to what I desire I put the tools in they nuts, twist it with the pliers I'm a hot rod, you a hot dog like Oscar Mayers I drop logs nigga, shittin' like diarrhea You get the butcher knife to the eyes if you try to see him Either that or my bitch'll see you right at the club And put the woopty wap in ya mug and your grave's dug I got it made, cuz, makin' Strange Music To listen to and dissin' you cause that's how Strange do it We sicker then hard liquor withya it's no thang Coathanga Strangla spittin' the cocaine, nigga [Hook - C-Lim & G-Macc] (2x) Coathanga, throat ? strangla Your folks get mangled up, cut 'em up from the naval Put you in the hospital fast, have you wearing a oxygen mask With the doctors in surgery, get it ? bad