Twisted Insane - Chop Suey lyrics

[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung] This what I eat... Naw this.. this is what I eat... Naw.. naw this is what I eat I.. I.. I.. eat this, ya know I mean?.. Yeah, enough, I'm done [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] 246 forty five s -e -v -en Catch you while you trick or treatin put you in the deep end Anybody wanna get hit, I'ma spit sh** right atchu Put your body in the casket, all wrapped in plastic I'ma get that meat! Charboiled, barbecue, start a few, beefs, hardboiled, not normal S -I -C -C, MA -DE, it'll be a long time before you n***as wanna see me I'ma get that deep, when I get heat, I'ma get 3 n***as Put em in the napsack wit a back wrap Now you see n***as Hit em up that's that, is that I don't really give a see n***a We wit that shiznit, leavin your brain split it Sicka then hard liquor I get em wit the break up, rape em PC n***a that ain't in my make up I'ma need that (ronty bag?) I see that enemy, yall sell that bullsh**, I sell that "ten a key" [Hook] CHOP SUEY (x2) n***a, CHOP SUEY (x2) It's that CHOP SUEY They don't really want wit a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into CHOP SUEY (x4) [Verse 2: King ISO] Ain't nobody really here that f**in wit the brainsick And if a n***a thought he was I guess I gotta catch him slippin wit the stainless Leave em brainless Pop a n***a like a (little pill in the painless?) Get em wasted b**h you wanna (f** up on a n***a?) cause he famous n***a face it I don't wanna have to k** a n***a but I'm anxious When I pull up on a n***a bodybag a mutherf**er like it was the matrix We got a nation Of mutherf**ers that'll k** you for f**in with brainsick n***a you basic, 9 millimeters be knockin you n***as up out of your Asics You betta take six Dat b**h ('n her dick in?) wanna take this They'll be lined up on tour I tell b**hes betta be patient Chasin my tour bus tryna find out where insane went Asian b**hes let the n***a f** and I think her name was Raylynn They friends comin to the days inn And they all wanna get brained in, they kin Wit you n***a steady at the crib watchin kids in the playpen Blazin, while the b**h s**in all up on my dick 'n ima f** her face then Send her back to you with her legs bent, she'll be leavin n***a by day ten Amen, gettin sick of fake friends Leave a n***a bloody need a apron Put em on a plate then eat a mutherf**er I dont even say my grace then Cake'n n***as stay broke, while I'm on the road, countin out my cake then With a hoe that'll give me throat you already know, that a n***a blazin On the dro, then I gotta go, b**h I'm on the road I'ma keep you waitin I don't know, where the (?) i dont even know what the f** the date is I got a chrome, 'n I gotta zone, 'n I'm in a zone, 'n I'm hella faded Gotta hoe, that'll give me doe, (muckin'?) with a comb finna get me braided Gracious goodness, got a rich b**h 'n babies hoodrich Like a big time and b**h I'm cool maybe goodrich In the kitchen whippin wit my k**as, they be cookin If a n***a thinkin' they could f** with me think then they mistooken Whippin it whippin it real good like a babies whoopin n***as ain't sicka then us we hard n they be cushions Sick of n***as always actin like they hard and got toolies (I fully?) I'ma catch a n***a with a chopper then turn that n***a into [Hook] CHOP SUEY (x2) n***a, CHOP SUEY (x2) It's that CHOP SUEY They don't really want wit a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into CHOP SUEY (x4) [Verse 3: Twisted Insane] I'ma have to go into a different level cookin like a devil I don't wanna settle heat em up 'n then I eat a b**h up like wonton Pull the millameter yes was a heater send a b**h into a swan song OG babalooey choppa suey Mutherf**er long gone eat your bon bons Comin to the fullest I'ma pull up while you in your long johns Have you wish you woulda stood up at the fatest of the competition wit the razor Blade, they don't want the fade I'ma have to pull up on em with the tazer n***a please, don't nobody beast, I'ma put your face in a cheese grader f** a conversation on who greater, I'm Ali, with the chopping Cut the meat up eat it with the Saki, pop me little Teryaki Apollo creed the n***a like I'm rocky, Daniel son and Mr. Miyagi They don't want it with em seriously eat a mutherf**er like hot takis wit karate California roll up on a mutherf**er stop me This be kinda sh** up in the mini me walk up on a n***a poppin But she sloppy Always wait for you to put off work and then she got me Comin' in ya back it all up in your kitchen (hit it while she's talkin'?) No bugatte Just a bucket I been yellin f** it hop up in the back I s** it, I be reala said I (do it here?) 'n leave the p**y all snotty Every single b**h I ever gave a dick n***a can't nobody top it probably is the reason when a n***a skiddin I be trying cut it like hydroxy Too co*ky I been in the Phillipines smokin on broccoli Roll up on em hit em wit the soya sauce get away on kowasaki I'ma fiend I'ma type a n***a grippin all up in your B -M's, little D -M, when I be him, the relationships are rocky try and stop me n***as always wanna underestimate the razor I don't wanna get (?) tell the b**hes hit me on the pager I'm on a different level you don't wanna meddle reachin for the devil couldn't even mess around 'n get the better of me homie ain't nobody comin greater Alligator Choppin everybody anybody wanna get it Ciroc on your beef come up wit heat So why the f** you wanna book Nowadays these lil n***as wanna come in like they on top Run up out kitchen it gets hot, real when I cook that [Hook] CHOP SUEY (x2) n***a, CHOP SUEY (x2) It's that CHOP SUEY They don't really want wit a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into CHOP SUEY (x4)