[Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung] Nigga I see you, creepin' up in your house Black MAC in the backpack I got you sleepin' on the couch I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out Black out, black out, black out, black out Nigga I see you, creepin' up in your house Black MAC in the backpack I got you sleepin' on the couch I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out Black 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 'bout to choke her out and then I'ma 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'ma pull out the lead and make you put it to your head (No!) Then I'ma cut the nuts and put that spatula up your butt Then I'ma a cut the guts and make that recipe nigga nut So, you're 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 some guts And all this shit is happening 'cause I never have good luck In a Cutlass I come up, run up in your house, gun up in your mouth, blah I don't really give a fuck I think I'm turning into a nut And if I have to do it, fine, to get that, me it's do or die Ain't no getaway, you can try, black Locs over my eyes [Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung] Nigga I see you, creepin' up in your house Black MAC in the backpack I got you sleepin' on the couch I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out Black out, black out, black out, black out Nigga I see you, creepin' up in your house Black MAC in the backpack I got you sleepin' on the couch I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out Black out, black out, black out, black out [Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung] Nigga I see you, but you can't see me I swear to fuckin' Gardens 24 Blocc, dem niggas know who da hardest, regardless I don't have to prove shit, I just... ya throat slit, retarded I don't have to do shit, wait for the new shit, who started it? I'm about to end it, I'ma give 'em a necklace My neck rips flex a chainsaw, leavin' ya brains raw Play me the game thaw, aimin' the AR-15 And my shit's clean, brand spankin', I'm on sick leave 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 defaded, it goes, Micheal, Space Invader I get high break potatoes, ate tomatoes They gon' fuego Eggo and niggas Lego, they know they get in the anal Spit that shit like a volcano I'ma go way low, givin' out them halos Pay those, what about them, they know Ayo, givin' out them KOs, venomous, sentiments ripped days ago Sendin' that shit to the house, spouse Tripping, I'm out here cripping, slippin' it in (slippin' it in) Fuck around get rippin' again [Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung] Nigga I see you, creepin' up in your house Black MAC in the backpack I got you sleepin' on the couch I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out Black out, black out, black out, black out Nigga I see you, creepin' up in your house Black MAC in the backpack I got you sleepin' on the couch I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out Black out, black out, black out, black out [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] I just found out they owe me 800 thousand something So we funkin', Tecca N9na about to get to dumping Turn his lump into a pumpkin' When they munchin' at a luncheon We gon' thump to get it jumpin' Then abolish all of his loved ones 'Til the lump sum comes in functions I just payed 65 thou, wow, to get loose from off the Clutches of music, fuckas, nothin' but a cucaracha So if you say I owe, I got to shoot to stop ya Produce the knockas then blocka, you false like chupacabra You coughing, losing agua No use in usin' Allah or Kabbalah You got a few dollas that go to momma So what do you think that mean? That I'ma coming to get it, I really need that green Nigga up in the crib and you in the crib, sex scene Better cuff it up, I'ma pop it and ring that thing He thinking I forgot and thinking he flew Away with all the pay he holds today from me and my people Gonna take a leap and seek you for the evil shit that ye do You skeet with cheese and cheat with greed The beast will need to feast and nigga I see you [Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung] Nigga I see you, creepin' up in your house Black MAC in the backpack I got you sleepin' on the couch I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out Black out, black out, black out, black out Nigga I see you, creepin' up in your house Black MAC in the backpack I got you sleepin' on the couch I don't know why I did it, I'm blacking out Black out, black out, black out, black out Brotha Lynch Hung on Twitter - http://twitter.com/BrothaLynchHung Facebook - http://facebook.com/therealBrothaLync... Instagram - http://instagram.com/brothalynchhung

I'm sad and I'm lonely, my heart it will break For my sweetheart loves another, Lord, I wish I was dead Young ladies, take a warnin', take a warnin' from me Don't waste your affection on a young man so free Because he'll hug you and he'll kiss you and he'll tell you more lies Than the cross-ties on the railroad or the stars in the sky My cheeks once were red like the red red rose But now they are white as the lily that grows I'll build me a cabin on the mountain so high Where the blackbird can't find me or hear my sad cry I'm troubled, yes I'm troubled; I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time I'm sad and I'm lonely, my heart it will break For my sweetheart loves another, Lord, I wish I was dead

What are we doing here Why have we come Did we come for communion Under the Tongue Theres a lot Theres a lot Theres a lot to unfold In the Dark In the Dark Theres a lot we don't show Your love leaves me cold Your love leaves me cold What are we doing here Have you lost your way Have you come to move close dear Is something the same Theres a lot Theres a lot Theres a lot thats untold This is not This is not This is not yours to hold Coz your love leaves me cold Coz your love leaves me cold Coz your love leaves me cold Coz your love leaves me cold What am I doing here Is it something i have done If its time for confession then bring out the nun Theres a lot Theres a lot Theres a lot I don't know I forgot I forgot I forgot to let go of your love, leaves me cold Your love leaves me cold Your love leaves me cold Your love leaves me cold Your love leaves me cold Your love leaves me cold Your love leaves me cold Your love leaves me cold Your love leaves me Your love leaves me Your love... Follow Damien Rice on: Facebook https://DamienRice.lnk.to/Facebook Twitter https://DamienRice.lnk.to/Twitter Instagram https://DamienRice.lnk.to/Instagram YouTube https://DamienRice.lnk.to/YouTube https://DamienRice.lnk.to/Website

[Hook] Hey Kirby Whatcha doing Kirby Whatcha doing there Hey Kirby Whatcha doing Kirby Whatcha doing there [Verse 1] Hobgoblin, shots of hot Strongid Vaccine queen deem church socks hostage 9 weeks awesome, hides in a slipper Look in her eye like she might be a wizard Cold met a cat lady in a parking lot She got the heroes of tomorrow in a cardboard box And probably hoarding 40 more in the corners of Fort Knox Swapped 20 on the spot and cop the warlock Back at the haunt, found God in the hamper Briefs on her head playing Walking With a Panther Good around misery and golden era samplers Jeopardy and Wheel at the heels of her handlers Bet, more than a pet to worship It's an MD recommended sense of purpose Here to bat around keys and the means to euphoria Soon to be hailed, the greatest of all warriors [Hook] Hey Kirby Whatcha doing Kirby Whatcha doing there (I'm not takin' no shorts) Hey Kirby Whatcha doing Kirby Why'd you eat that leaf (Yo, yo, yo) [Verse 2] Homie don't fetch, only woke to stretch Under a thought bubble rich with bowls of goldfish Skittish in the company of stranger danger Otherwise, chase draw strings, tails and lasers In a steel cage match with a maze of cables Brazen, game-face based on Azazel Oversized ears up, puke in the Meow Mix Shred a pair of earbuds, remedy his cowlick [slurp]: Thanks Kirbs, looking like a milli Keep an old man sharp, keep a cold Chantilly Spun plum dizzy in a frisky moment Never lands on her feet though, I think she's broken Mouser in training, nap on the toaster Decorate her cubicle with dogs playing poker 15 years taking prescriptions Now a shrink like, "I dunno, maybe get a kitten" [Hook] Hey Kirby Whatcha doing Kirby Whatcha doing there Hey Kirby Whatcha doing Kirby Whatcha doing there FOLLOW AESOP ROCK: https://www.rhymesayers.com/aesoprock https://www.facebook.com/aesoprockwins https://www.twitter.com/aesoprockwins https://www.instagram.com/aesoprockwins