Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brotha Lynch Hung
Brotha Lynch Hung
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Cybulsky
Ben Cybulsky
Mixing Engineer
Michael "Seven" Summers
Michael "Seven" Summers
Producer
Robert Rebeck
Robert Rebeck
Engineer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer

Letras

It's another murder after the fact Twist a motherfucker's hat to the back Sicker than rat poison I black them niggas, hittin' the back black b-lat blat blat! He gonna feel it, I'm gonna peel his banana real quick Spit the siccness, get your dick split Witness, sick of this shit, business I'ma put them on a hit list Teach about the season of the siccness, 666 shit Creep in your house, put a gun in yo mouth I'm under the house, hiding Bodies under the couch and I ain't comin' out I'm going out dying, try 'em undeniable I don't know I just fry 'em them I cum hard on their face probably 'cause I don't like them I'm a OG Viking, Chris Carter, I spit harder, I get farther Put it in the butt, his daughter's, spit a nigga nut 'Cause I'm takin' online order! 'Cause I'm takin' online murder! Put the body up in the trunk Now you stuck in the rut, get it rough in the butt While I puffin' the blunt Get it up in the gut, put 'em up in the cut I'm stick 'em and rip 'em I'm dippin' 'em in hot sauce Legs and arms A little bit of Agent Orange, a hot caca Hot ---, I rock bodies, tombing they ass Cock naughties, broom in the ass I probably fuck 'em till they get blue in the ass ---, bloody bodies, nigga nuts in your hot coffee Motherfuckers better get off me I will slit them in the neck ever so softly, watch me Anybody who wanna come fuck with 'em come face 'em I'll be in Camp Crystal lake like Jason waitin' Take 'em and rape 'em and then I cut 'em up Bake 'em and ate 'em then I throw 'em up Shit 'em out, you gonna forget about 'em You gotta live with out 'em, then I'm out 'Cause I'm takin' online order! 'Cause I'm takin' online murder! Nigga, you gotta be willing to give me your soul I don't be takin' them mininum, gotta be whole Look at the Stranger, get with the Strangla Givin' the livin' a pick and a stick and a bow I come in an oven to put in a muffin a nigga be Lovin' to eat a bitch up and I throw it up in a commode Blah! Nigga, be livin' to give it another because of a nigga within him is cold I cannot contain what is insane within this brain, nigga Never was it mondane, but it was in pain, fuck it then came lick her How did I become bane, put enough strain now the lust reigns With a snuff frame killer, rippin' motherfuckers up I open 'em up, the puss came quicker Hotel, motel, I don't give a fuck I'm pickin' up Bitches I make 'em lick it up I bussin' gonorrhea not until her throat swell Better let go of my coattail, I'm gonna propell into more hell Takin' online orders from a cerebellum you can get it wholesale! 'Cause I'm takin' online order! 'Cause I'm takin' online murder!
Writer(s): Yates Aaron Dontez, Summers Michael, Mann Kevin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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