Don't Worry Momma It's Just Bleedin'

[C-Lim] Can't believe this nigga got me out here on some Scott Peterson shit. Where the body at, G-Macc? [First Degree The DE] Hey, Lynch said it was dumped over here in the river on this side [C-Lim] That right there? [First Degree The DE] Yeah, that black bag. Get that shit, man [C-Lim] What, cuz? I aingt getting that shit That's some white people shit, it's dark [First Degree The DE] Go get that shit, cuz [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] Nigga I'm the siccest in the west Hit it in the chest In a minute I rip a nigga like wet sex Your sentimental I get the Ritalin shoot TECs Cut a nigga in half just like a duplex Then all I ask is “Who’s next?” Take a nigga and give a nigga a suplex Coathanga Strangla banging’ the deuce set Choke and strangle her, name it in two blex It’s the Season Of Da Siccness times three Spitting the venomous IV full of white weed And my nine get a tight squeeze And I’mma die with my dick in a tight breezy Believe me I leave these - bodies they're prob'ly gon' have my face on the TV I’m like Jason in 3D, who in the game want to see me? I’m at the motherfucking teepee Plotting and planning it while I’m wiping off the three Fifty seven I'm makin' 'em go to heaven One through seven I make 'em go see the reverend In a casket, niggas get they ass ripped Razor blades and dildos, nigga that’s it Fuck around and get your hat split I’m on some 'Tall Cangee got my back' shit It’ll get venomous sending niggas at me I keep a Russian AK in the back seat I get the guns from the back seat Brotha Lynch Hung he got the hacksaw ‘cause he love to hack meat Heat it, and eat it, and leave it I'm even leaving 'em bleeding and feeding 'em And I’mma keep it that deep I stay hotter than the Sac' heat One to the head then I smash like a track meet [Hook - Brotha Lynch Hung and (Krizz Kaliko)] Don’t get too comfortable (Don’t get too comfortable, you might not stay, might be leaving) Don’t worry momma it’s just bleeding (Things will be fine if you just give it some time) Just don’t get too comfortable (Don’t get too comfortable, you might not stay, might be leaving) Don’t worry momma it’s just bleeding (Things will be fine if you just give it some time and move on) [Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko] Now they got me on some supa’ dupa’ sick shit So I’m a cut up and stab the beat Like a slab of meat with slick shit Now-now-now I’m with the sickness And now I’m bludgeoning niggas because a nigga's so ridic'lous Juggernaut not random with the rambling I’m super cede six seven kill her with the sampling And chew them like beef tips ‘cause Kevin is a cannibal Add me into the A team and I’m Hannibal Mechanical robot'll go hard and damage you with it Roll with killers and I got a few with it I got a musket and a pint of Muscatel When they find you they be like, "What’s the smell?" Take him took his top off, cause-it cause-it popped off And we off’d him and cost him he soft I'm a boss and I (hey) Took the coat hanger from Lynch And I become the strangler if you flinch, leave her bleed quick [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Gimme the chop and I be hoppin' ready to die let’s go Ready to pop and I see dropping every in my retinal Send me the doctor who got the medical file death row For the nurses who purposely hurt mamma with Trileptal We told you motherfuckers that she was allergic He heard her, slurred now pancreatitis emerges Now I got you running from curses and hearses Cut you like a surgeon ‘cause you deserve it Two reverends is pitiful thinkin' they can get with Mr. Formidable I pity your mental hospital, the hospitable I’m not finished your thoughts are squashed dinner For harps your off limits and lost with chopped genitals I’m coming to get you with thunder though Seeing you suffer's gonna be wonderful Sick inside of me give you lobotomies time to undergo Fucking with the Nina... [Hook] Don’t get too comfortable Don’t get too comfortable, you might not stay, might be leaving Don’t worry momma it’s just bleeding Things will be fine if you just give it some time Just don’t get too comfortable Don’t get too comfortable, you might not stay, might be leaving Don’t worry momma it’s just bleeding Things will be fine if you just give it some time and move on [C-Lim] Ugh, it’s-ugh, it’s starting to stink already, cuz [G-Macc] Man, this shit is getting everywhere… shit! [C-Lim] Ugh, nigga, damn, ugh! [G-Macc] Shut up, shut up, quit acting like that, nigga, shit! *Phone ringing* [C-Lim] Hold on, my phone ringing, hold up [G-Macc] Go into the other room, cuz, I got to finish this shit *Phone ringing* … I got to finish this shit [Brotha Lynch Hung] Hey Lim [C-Lim] Hella loc [Brotha Lynch Hung] Lim! [C-Lim] Hella loc, who this? When-when- [Brotha Lynch Hung] This is Lynch, nigga [G-Macc] Damn! [Brotha Lynch] Hey, you get that? [C-Lim] Man… What number you calling me from, cuz? [Brotha Lync h Hung] No-no, I’m calling from a throw away, man [BZO] Ey, who’s that, cuz? [C-Lim] Oh yeah, that’s right, cuz *Saw noises* [Brotha Lynch Hung] I just want to know if you got that [C-Lim] Nigga, we got it, cuz Um, G-Macc in there cutting up the body right now Getting his blood everywhere, cuz [G-Macc] Aw shit! [Brotha Lynch Hung] Oh, for real? [C-Lim] Nigga, you would love it, cuz [Brotha Lynch Hung] Haha, haha! [BZO] Ey Lynch, where you at, cuz? [Brotha Lynch Hung] Ey, ey, just make sure you got that rollin And holler at me, you know I need that [C-Lim] Some food? [Brotha Lynch Hung] Yeah, make sure you save me some of that meat [C-Lim] Got you [G-Macc] Shit! [Brotha Lynch Hung] Alright, I’ll be there in a minute [G-Macc] Hey, get off the phone, cuz! [C-Lim] Cuz, I’m here now, that’s Lynch, cuz Damn, what’d you do to the room, cuz?! Ugh! [G-Macc] Ey, just ey-just help me grab this leg, cuz [C-Lim] Nigga, I’m not touching that shit [G-Macc] Ey, we need to put it back in the bag, nigga [C-Lim] Cuz, you get-ugh! [G-Macc] Ey, c’mon, cuz Don’t worry- [C-Lim] You can put that on the floor right there! [G-Macc] Ey, nigga You know this the butcher, what’d you expect to find, nigga? C’mon [C-Lim] Ugh! Nigga, get you-ugh! [G-Macc] Grab that shit, cuz Grab that shit C’mon, clean that up *Saw noises* [C-Lim] Now my chest all crushed up and everything