Brotha Lynch Hung - Silent Supper lyrics

I just want a silent supper f** it, I'm just playing See the thing is, the dang kids Y'all don't feel that, y'all don't know what I'm saying about that Yeah It's the silent supper This is what I do They don't know about it [Verse 1] I ain't been gone that long I'm the siccest n***a To split you liver and deliver it to your mama Murder your papa Stick your brother & sister in the trunk of the car Aw, naw I eat raw n***as don't got no appetite, it's there black and white My n***a, I called them b**h n***as Or hermaphrodites You don't have to like me Under your bed is where I might be Get up and slit your throat And I be getting at your wife I don't know if I love that b**h So it could splat tonight I'm toxic, bloodied all up And the cops get at the sight Spidey be at the light With a machete right beside me It'll get deadly, n***a Cuz I eat silence and violence [Chorus] Shhh Be quiet I'm creeping up in your house with an axe So motherf**er just try it You sleeping up in your house n relaxin And I just need my meat diet, so I'm lickin on my axe My tongue is starting to bleed So I'm sticking to the facts [Verse 2] They call me Charlie Manson, I got so many followers k** for me n***a or come back and get swallowed up I got you holdin your stomach from what I vomit up Sum it up like n***as ain't dumb enough right? It'll get done a rough night Runnin up on Peter Parker heater sparker All you n***as bout to need a doctor, hardcore Now I'm a leave the parking lot I'ma be where it's dark a lot See the dark is where I meditate Butcher knife will make em levitate It's my job I'm never late I'm eatin p**y like Kansas City eats hella steaks I leave it mushy and bloody I eat it right off the plate b**hes don't push me I'm ugly I'm stickin it in your tummy What you want from me? Took me some time but I turned it into lunch meat They say I'm sick in the brain I put my dick in the brain It's like I'm sniffin the cane And lookin for chunky beef Meat eater A heat seeker I leak ether I beat b**hes And leave stitches And seek riches Silence and violence [Chorus] x2 Shhh Be quiet I'm creeping up in your house with an axe So motherf**er just try it You sleeping up in your house n relaxin And I just need my meat diet, so I'm lickin on my axe My tongue is starting to bleed So I'm sticking to the facts