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Meat Cleaver Lyrics & Chords By Brotha Lynch Hung

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Comin' with the meat cleaver
Cut her in her neck, leave her
Put her on the ground like a beaver, see 'em
Yeah I'm comin' to get her, run up and get her, with a machete
They comin' to get her without the liver
Nigga with a meat cleaver, leavin' the street bleedin'
Heapin' a heat-seeker, nigger, I speak ether, he about to leak feces
Wipin' up the streets with her, get em' grr

Reminiscing the wako,
Take hoes, and put 'em in the box, they may chose, I hate 'em
Cook 'em in Crisco, and I filleted 'em and ate 'em,
Filleted 'em and ate 'em bakin' potatoes
Hot totties, stickin' the fork in the hot body
Hittin' the porch like a box robbery
Not sorry, I'm a nigga hotter than hot coffee, nigga
Shittin' with no potty

Mommy, tell 'em I'm a sicko psycho
Tell 'em Imma hit the night though
Tell 'em I'm nitro
Tell 'em Imma growl like a motorcycle revvin' em up like a tight rope, grr
My brain is empty, I can't think, I'm insane I'm simply
Sick in the head, get in the bed, I'm a murderer
Mannibal cannibal, niggers really never heard of her grr

He's a meat doctor
Put her in the pot, made it hot then I chopped her
I was floatin' in the air, helicopters
Put butter in the pot then the hot sauce
Yea a lot of motherfuckers wanna talk soft
All shocked when somebody else glock pop
And they layin' in the box mannibal like they right up in the grass
Operation foxtrot grr

He's a meat doctor
Put her in the pot, made it hot then I chopped her
I was floatin' in the air, helicopters
Put butter in the pot then the hot sauce
Yea a lot of motherfuckers wanna talk soft
All shocked when somebody else glock pop
And they layin' in the box mannibal like they right up in the grass
Operation foxtrot grr

He's a meat doctor
Put her in the pot, made it hot then I chopped her
I was floatin' in the air, helicopters
Put butter in the pot then the hot sauce
Yea a lot of motherfuckers wanna talk soft
All shocked when somebody else glock pop
And they layin' in the box mannibal like they right up in the grass
Operation foxtrot grr

Yeah
Imma get deeper, creepin' up in your backyard with a meat cleaver, either
You or your wife about to get it
Shoelace choke the neck, coke the next
It's like open sex broke the neck
Then I put the body in the back of the Lex, I got a bad habit
Stickin' my dick in the corpse, rip it and pick it apart, sick when we get in the car
Yeah, now better do it, grr, Imma rip right through 'em
Cut 'em in half, butter that ass when I chew 'em,
Choppin' em up then I get a brand new one grr
And I always love it, I just jack off when I thinkin' of it
You better back off Imma heat the oven, I'm like Jack Frost and my teeth is ugly
You just that soft but the beef is lovely
Reheat that shit then I eat that shit (Then what 'cha do?)
Then repeat that shit, then repeat that shit, then repeat that shit

Nigga
Better let the cops know, I keep more meat than they keep at Costco
They don't really want it, cook 'em up in the pot slow
I'm a mini Roscoe's chicken and waffles

Ay
Ay, ay
A- are you suckin' your sons dick?
Bitch you suckin' your sons dick bitch?
You stupid bitch get the fuck out my house grr

He's a meat doctor
Put her in the pot, made it hot then I chopped her
I was floatin' in the air, helicopters
Put butter in the pot then the hot sauce
Yea a lot of motherfuckers wanna talk soft
All shocked when somebody else glock pop
And they layin' in the box mannibal like they right up in the grass
Operation foxtrot grr

He's a meat doctor
Put her in the pot, made it hot then I chopped her
I was floatin' in the air, helicopters
Put butter in the pot then the hot sauce
Yea a lot of motherfuckers wanna talk soft
All shocked when somebody else glock pop
And they layin' in the box mannibal like they right up in the grass
Operation foxtrot grr

I don't know
Fuckin' around and put your brains in a bowl
Imma be comin' with it insane in the dome,
Thinkin' of murderin' meat when I came in your home
Grr Mannibalector
Three more dead got blood on my necklace
These all said I could eat it for breakfast
Eat raw lead then I put it on record
Cut niggas up sector by sector, next to her dead first cousin and nephew
Next to her bed, bloody intestines
Next to her bed, other intestines
The rest is history, it ain't shit to me
All I'm thinkin' about is gettin' the meat, and Imma eat
The next day gettin' the creepin' on 'em Imma beatin' on 'em the next day
Texas chainsaw, when I eat your brains raw
Come around the corner with a chainsaw, cuttin' some things off
And feed 'em to the Feds while I'm rippin' the stage off
I'm on another page nigga rip that page off
Locc 2 Da Brain nigga y'all just sayin' something
I'm the strangla, I'm like Adolf, fuckin' around and get your brains ate off
Cuttin' the town up and then made off, grr

He's a meat doctor
Put her in the pot, made it hot then I chopped her
I was floatin' in the air, helicopters
Put butter in the pot then the hot sauce
Yea a lot of motherfuckers wanna talk soft
All shocked when somebody else glock pop
And they layin' in the box mannibal like they right up in the grass
Operation foxtrot grr

He's a meat doctor
Put her in the pot, made it hot then I chopped her
I was floatin' in the air, helicopters
Put butter in the pot then the hot sauce
Yea a lot of motherfuckers wanna talk soft
All shocked when somebody else glock pop
And they layin' in the box mannibal like they right up in the grass
Operation foxtrot grr

He's a meat doctor
Put her in the pot, made it hot then I chopped her
I was floatin' in the air, helicopters
Put butter in the pot then the hot sauce
Yea a lot of motherfuckers wanna talk soft
All shocked when somebody else glock pop
And they layin' in the box mannibal like they right up in the grass
Operation foxtrot grr

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