I C U (feat. Tech N9ne)
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[Hook x2]
Nigga I see you
Creepin' up in your house
Black mac in the backpack I caught you sleepin' on the couch
I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out
Black out, black out, black out
[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Nigga I see you
But you don't see me I'm leavin up out your house
You was all tied up and watching me while I was diggin' out your spouse
I'm about to choke her out and then I'mma fuck her while she's dead
Ejaculate on her face after that I'm gon' cut off the head
And what am I bout to do with you?
First cut off the legs
Then I'mma pull out the lead and make you put it to your head (No!)
Then I'mma cut the nuts and put that spatula up your butt
Then I'mma a cut the guts and make that recipe nigga nut
Your about to have to give it up
Then face it, remember that mask that was on my facebook?
Walkin' around the house like Jason lookin' for something to cut
I wanna eat sum guts
And all this shit is happening cause I never have good luck
And I run up in your house, gun up in your mouth
I don't really give a fuck I think I'm turning into a nut
And if I have to do it, fine, with me it's do or die
Ain't no getaway, you can try, with them black locs over my eyes
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Nigga I see you
But you can't see me I swear to fuckin gawdness
24 blocc dem niggas know who da hardest, regardless
I don't have to prove shit
I just slit ya throat, shit retarded
I don't have to do shit
Wait for the new shit, who started it?
I'm about to end it I'm a giv em a necklace
My neck rips with a chainsaw
Even ya brains raw
Play me da game drop
Gimme the AR-15
My shits clean, brand spankin' new, I spit clean
Tummy aching, money making
Eatin' em up in the mornin' nigga with eggs and bacon
They mistakin', they don't wanna fuck with the sicko pyscho
They defeated, it goes, I go, Space Invader
I get high, bake potatoes, a tornado
They gone faint though
Eggo n leggo nigga, they know they get in the anal
Spit that shit like a volcano
I'm a go way low givin' out them halos
Pay those, what about them, they go
Ayo, givin' out them k-o's
Sent that shit to the house, spouse
Tripping, I'm out here cripping, slipping it in
Fuckin' around get whippin' again
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Tech N9Ne]
I just found out they owe me 800 thousand something
So we funkin', Tecca N9nna about to get to dumping
Turn this lump into a pumpkin when they munchin' at a luncheon
We gon' thump to get it jumpin'
Then abolish all his loved ones
'Till the lump sum comes in functions
I just payed 65 thou, wow
To get loose from the clutches of music
Fuckas, nothin' but a cucaracha
So if say I owe, I got to shoot stop ya
Produce the knockas then blocka, you false like chupacabra
You coughing loose in aqua
No use of usin Allah, Kaballah
You got a few dollas that go to momma
So what do you think that mean?
I'm a coming to get it, I really need that green nigga
Up in the crib and you in the crib, sex scene
Better cover it up before I ring that
He thinking I forgot, thinking about how he flew
Away with all the pay and holds today from me and my people
Gonna take a leap and seek you
For all the evil shit 'ye do
You skeet with cheese and cheat for greed
The beast will need to feast and nigga I see you...
[Hook x2]
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