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[00:00.57](Grisly voice)
[00:01.63]Yeah, the Baby Killa's back up in this motherfucka...
[00:04.96]Straight from tha grave,
[00:06.72]it gets so deep right under the Garden Blocc...
[00:10.65]Oh, me? Ya can just call me Manson... Yeah, we met before...
[00:15.65]But ya forget that I ain't gonna die so I'm back up this motherfucka...
[00:19.88]So peep the mothafuckin' words from the dead man, yeah...
[00:23.77](Brotha Lynch Hung)
[00:25.16]And when I pack me a gun and, oh, when I was young
[00:27.57]I dreamed of feedin' them niggas soufle (soofley) a' la dunn
[00:31.06]Motherfuckas get hung, my bullet weights a ton
[00:34.32]The Garden Blocc Don, the valley of the slum
[00:37.41]Tha cannibalistic nigga that got that 9 millimeter gun
[00:40.85]That nigga that nigga that got them mothafuckas on the run
[00:43.64]They thought that I was done but Lynch is not the one
[00:47.28]To go out from a gunshot wound, nigga, I'm not done that soon
[00:50.45]Bitches, they come but nut just like the rest, caught one in the chest
[00:55.09]Shoulda wore a vest and, oh, what a bloody mess
[00:58.32]Puffin' off the cess, dealin' with the stress, killin' off the less...
[01:02.98]Fortunate but they trip when my nine gets sick
[01:06.43]Them niggas either die or stay stuck on my dick
[01:09.58]Cause I'm that nigga they call Lynch, I got'em niggas fiendin' for my shit
[01:13.65]I empty clips, drinkin', fuckin' with tha splift
[01:17.13]And it's the nigga that kill for reason, it's the Season Of The Sicc
[01:19.57]That's why I got the urge to shoot that pussy clit
[01:22.27]And kill off that infant, so what is my intent?
[01:25.15]To show them mothafuckas livin' life ain't shit
[01:28.66]I gets to gettin' real sick and eatin' bloody clit, the baby killa shit
[01:32.56]Put 'em in a grave with an empty 40 ounce bottle and don't leave a drip
[01:36.85]Cause livin' with tha Tripple-Six
[01:38.86]Ya learn to fuck devil in his mouth and eat the shit out of his bitch
[01:42.52]And I admit: my brain is kinda sick
[01:45.49]But now I'm like J. Dahmer, I'm chewin' up all the evidence
[01:48.63]I killed to cure my fit, the human meat fix
[01:52.15]Bitin' to the skin rips, that sick nigga, so sick
[01:55.24]Livin' dead ever since...
[01:57.38](Grisly voice)
[01:58.23]Yeah, do ya wanna know what that Siccness is?
[01:59.42]The Siccness is when you hug your mama and ya dick get hard
[02:05.34]Or you walk in on your baby's mama and she's suckin' your son's dick
[02:10.70]That's the mothafuckin' Siccness...
[02:13.19]So, ya mothafuckas don't ya forget that shit...
[02:16.57]And don't forget where the Sicc came from...
[02:18.82]That nigga Lynch...
[02:21.63](Brotha Lynch Hung)
[02:22.43]I take my mouth off up that cog and trip
[02:23.71]Cause eatin' dead pussy clit I make ya sick
[02:25.59]But it's the Season so my reason is legit
[02:27.71]I'm havin' fits, I dreamed of eatin' bloody pussy clit's since I was six
[02:31.84]I fiend for a dead pussy on dick, I gotta skits
[02:35.07]Meanin' I don't give a shit about ya biyatch
[02:37.85]That nigga that's from tha Blocc, killin' up tha cog, so, nigga, shii-it
[02:41.13]Baby barbeque ribs and guts and, ah, don't let me get too deep
[02:45.62]Fryin' baby nuts, sluts get ate out alike, dank is what crooked teeth heard
[02:50.78]I pull the Tampax-string out and straight put in work
[02:54.19]It wouldn't work without that sick, so page a nigga quick
[02:57.60]So I can serve ya some of this shit and have ya murderin' ya biyatch
[03:01.23]Cause me and Triple-Six grew up fuckin' bitches up the gut
[03:05.16]With tha 9-millimeter clip, Season of the Sicc, picture this:
[03:08.96]Pussy meat ripped in a pan full of nuts and guts and intestines and shit
[03:12.99]I gets ta chewin' on tha clit, the sick, they just can't understand it
[03:17.02]It's so outlandish, chewin' nigga nuts to cure my fit
[03:20.48]The human meat fix, bitin' 'til the skin rips, that sick nigga, so sick
[03:25.68]Livin' dead ever since...
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