Can I Have A Napkin Lyrics - Mannibalector - Brotha Lynch Hung

[Hook] 

I might just eat your brains to see what's in your soul 

I'm high drunk wet angry 

They gone have to capture me I'm cookin em up in a factory 

Nigga ya dead now 

Nigga ya dead now 

[Verse 1] 

Can I have a napkin? 

I eat his insides out nobody knew what happened 

I ran down the avenue, all red like mac10 

Jailhouse shank tako nigga he died laughin 

Blue dickies bloodied up always keep em saggin 

Head trauma, you couldn't even fix it up wit aspirin 

As if 

Niggas wanna eat but I eat ask em 

Nigga you wanna certified dope record cash em 

Thats why I'm STRANGE on that ass I gotta passion 

Only reason I spit like this nigga I drink acid 

Modern day Ca$his Roy Jones Mayweather 

You couldn't tell me nothin bout sicc nigga we stay together 

Sleep in the same bed runnin through the same bread 

Still spittin fire if you know the rap games dead GRRR 

I eat spaghetti intestines so I don't give a fuck about your funny ass tactics 

And I don't wanna run up in your stomach 

PEPTO 

All you other horrorcore rappers 

DREP though 

Run up in em 

Cut em in the mother fuckin neck though 

No more rappin no need to use the techno 

My rhymes like lead bullets leavin your set wet though 

I challenge you motherfuckers I'ma broke nigga so lets go 

Tech N9ne Sacramento cannibal I eat 

Breath stink like human meat got pieces in my teeth 

Can I Get A Toothpick? 

Overdose on 24 pills that way you guilty motherfuckers know what the truth is 

Niggas think they know me they callin me a OG 

Fuck all your sympathy nigga you can die slowly 

Poisonous get your boys in this I take em by the dozen 

Nigga I get devious that was my little cousin 

Nigga I'm just sick in the head you thought I wasn't? 

I'll make a nigga drink my piss guzzle n love it! 

[Hook] 

I might just eat your brains to see what's in your soul 

I'm high drunk wet angry 

They gone have to capture me I'm cookin em up in a factory 

Nigga ya dead now 

Nigga ya dead now 

[Verse 2] 

Excuse me, can I have a napkin? 

I'm drippin' like a vampire when he ain't rappin' 

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I eat rappers up, I admit, I eat swine 

With a little squeeze from the lemon and lime 

Me I hate women all the time (I really mean) exes 

Dream about 

Leavin em in the back of the lexus 

Cut throat legs spreaded open like Texas 

Razor blade pussy lips nigga she died gaspin 

Murder without a motive its ya boy I gotta passion 

N I be puffin on that kush like Ashton, Sebastion 

You don't wanna fuck around gattin 

Music either I gotta couple of them fat ones 

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