Brotha Lynch Hung - Don't Worry Momma, It's Just Bleeding lyrics

Nigga I'm the siccest in the west
Hit it in the chest
In a minute I'm rippin' nigga like wet sex
Your sentimental I get the the
Riddle n' shoot Tecs
Cut a nigga in half just like a duplex
Then all I ask is who's next take a
Nigga and give a nigga a suplex
Coathangastrangla banging' the deuce set
Choaintstrangla[? ] name it in two blex
It's the season of the
Siccness time streets
Hittin' the venomous IV fulla white weed
And my nine get a tight squeeze
And I'm a die with my
Dick in a tight breezy
Believe me I leadies
Bodies are prolly gonna have my
Face on the TV
I'm like Jason in 3D
Who in the game wanna see me


I'm at the motherfuckin'
Teepee plottin' and
Plannin' while I'm wipin' off D3
Fifty-seven I makin' em go to heaven
One through seven I make em'
Go see the reverend
In a casket
Niggas get their ash ripped
Razor blades and dildos nigga that's sicc
Fuck around and get your hat split I'm on
Some tall cangee got my back shit
It'll get venomous sendin' niggas at me
I keep a Russian AK in the back seat
I get the guns from the back seat
Brotha Lynch Hung he got the hacksaw
Cause he love to hack meat
Heat it
Eat it
N' leave it I even leavin'
Em bleedin' and feedin'
Em and I'm a keep it that deep
I stay hotter than the sack keep
One to the head then I
Smash like a track meet

Don't get too comfortable
(don't get to comfortable you might
Not stay might be leavin')
Don't worry mamma it's just bleedin'
(things'll be fine if you just
Give it some time)

Now they got me on some
Supa' dupa' sicc shit
So I'm a cut up and stab the beat
Like a slab of meat with slick shit
Now now now I'm with the
Siccness and now I'm
Bludgulent with niggas cousins and
It's so ridiclus[? ]
Jugganaut now I'm planted
With the ramblin'
I'm supa' cede six seven
Kill her with samplein'
And two of my beef tits cause
Kevin[? ] is a cannibal
Add me into the A team
And I now I'm Hannibal
Mechanical woe by the go hard
And damage you with it
Roll with killers and I gotta feel with it
I got a musket and a pint of musketeil
When they find you they be
Like what's the smell?
Take him took his top off
Pacific[? ] and popped off and we off'd him
And cost him he soft by my boss and I
(hey) took the coat hanga from Lynch
And I become the strangla of ya
Flinch leave her bleed quick

Gimmie the choppa and I be hopped
And ready to die let's go
With it I popped and I see
You droppin' everyone in my retna
Send me the docter that got
The medical for death row
For the nurses who purposely
Hurt mamma with TriLipono
We told you motherfuckers that
She was allergic he
Heard her slurred and
Her pancreatitis emerges
Now I got you runnin'
From curses and hearses
Cause you like it certainly
Because you deserve it
Two reminisces is pitiful thinkin'
They can get with
Mr. Formidable hospitin' your mental
Hospital the hospitable
I'm not finished your thoughts are
Squashed dinner for harps
Your off limits and lost
With chopped genitals
I'm comin' to get you with thunder though
Seeing you suffer gonna be wonderful
Sick inside of me give you lobotomies time
To undergo fuckin' with the ninna!

Don't get too comfortable
(don't get to comfortable you might
Not stay might be leavin')
Don't worry mamma it's just bleedin'
(things'll be fine if you just
Give it some time)