Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Krocadil , by - Brotha Lynch Hung. Song from the album Mannibalector, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.02.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Krocadil |
| Worms go in, worms go out… |
| … little bugs coming out her mouth… |
| Chop 'em up, chop 'em up, chop 'em up, chop 'em up |
| Cut 'em up, cut 'em up, cut 'em up, cut 'em up |
| I don’t be givin' a motherfuck, red dead bodies in the truck |
| Time to get another truck |
| This is my last time, sicker than the ass virus |
| It’s been a bad night, it’s, it’s finna pass by us |
| I heard he was a cannibal |
| I heard he take the skulls and eat 'em up like a cantaloupe |
| I heard he eat the human meat like humans eat the animal |
| See how they talk about me? |
| I’m about these antidotes |
| Painkillers, Prozac, muscle relaxers, trust me, my back hurts |
| Insane in the membrane, nigga, my brain might be on backwards |
| I’m a get back to work, kill 'em and put 'em in a cardboard box |
| Brains in a basket |
| Rumor has it I lock like a mastiff and I got enough zip-lock plastic |
| Give a nigga that hip hop casket, who can put 'em in a zip-lock fastest? |
| Me! |
| That’s who, shit get thick like a molasses |
| I’m a get 'em and put 'em in somethin' sinister |
| Dennis, you motherfuckin' menace, I’m 'bout to finish 'em |
| When does a cannibal, mannibal, animal finish up? |
| I don’t know |
| I just hate the way things are, I fuckin' hate the music now |
| Rappers needs to get smacked, show 'em they ain’t useful now |
| They one-hitter quitters, skinny jean niggas |
| R&B singers, I’m a crocodile meat eater |
| Rip 'em up, rip 'em up, rip 'em up, rip 'em up |
| Cut 'em up, cut 'em up, cut 'em up, cut 'em up |
| I be givin' the liver disease, killin' 'em |
| Turnin' they insides to raw hide, grillin' 'em |
| This is what happened, I wrapped em up in some plastic |
| And took 'em home for the acid bath, it was so funny, I have to laugh |
| These niggas ain’t eatin' meat, I beat 'em then leave |
| Takin' 'em out for cheap, I’m a put that body up |
| Blood stains in the motel lobby |
| I’m a probably cut Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday |
| I’m an all-day nut, Friday, Saturday and Fools' Day |
| I’m a put the 9 milli to your toupee |
| Clock 'em out, Friday is a new day |
| Cut 'em out, spread the body over two states |
| Two labels, nigga, two chains |
| Butcher knife in a black backpack |
| In a black Cadillac, make 'em take a catnap |
| I get raw like Eddie Murph, nigga, have your family hurt, nigga |
| I put family first, nigga, fuck around and make it worse, nigga |
| (Push him out the door) Put him in a hearse, nigga |
| I’m a get 'em and put 'em in somethin' sinister |
| Dennis, you motherfuckin' menace, I’m 'bout to finish 'em |
| When does a cannibal, mannibal, animal finish up? |
| I don’t know |
| Eat 'em, eat 'em, eat the guts up |
| Eat 'em |
| Eat the guts up! |