Brains for Dinner

[Intro]

Yuh, don't it get it twisted, man

I do this rap shit for fun, you know?

Real shit, turn my headphones up

I'm from the hood, ooh

Yeah, right there, I need niggas to hear me on this one

I'm from the hood, ooh

Yeah

[Verse 1]

I can make [?] like a quiz

Stack up fronts from the flip

Take the first one, keep it his

Spent the other dub on a trip

Never do dirt with your bare hands, 'cause they dustin' for prints

If anyone witnessed this crime, cut off they tongue and they lips

I appetite for eating rappers, turn to beat the raptures

I turn these creeps to Casper, read my lips

All I speak is chapters

Squeeze and blast 'em, make 'em bleed a bucket

Then I bleach it after

'Cause I got OCD, but I made a neat disaster

Since a kid, I've been sick in the head

I never talked to my peers, I just whispered instead

Head was overflown with thoughts

Sometimes it dripped when I slip

Every morning, shit, my mama thought I pissed in the bed

Nigga, used to be stressed about gettin' no checks

You gotta live till your dead, it's hard gettin' some rest

'Cause I'm hungry, I eat all summer and pray in winters

Seven heads on my fireplace eating your brains for dinner, yeah

[Bridge]

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh

Yeah, look

[Verse 2]

I collect rappers, drag 'em, wrap 'em in the cover

But death is way too easy, nah, I'd rather watch them suffer

Jay said it ain't nothing to kill a nigga

Pop 'em and leave 'em bleeding

But you want something to kill a nigga while he still breathin'

Facts, I talk the truth, they say I'm startin' trouble

I touched so many lives, that shit gave me carpal tunnel

I got tired of punching the clock, that shit scarred my knuckles

And they only judge what you got, my mind dark as tunnels

Cut ties with the same blade I used to slit they throats

Use the same pen I write my raps with

The pen and note to your family sayin'

"It's not your fault," you know, give 'em hope

Then walk right into your way like I didn't know

That's how I treat these rappers

Put on pressure to make 'em give up

My loss is my motivation, 'cause bunny ain't raise a quitter

Yeah, nigga, pain left us as trained killers

It's food for though, nigga, I'm eatin' brains for dinner

[Hook]

Yeah

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh

I'm from the hood, ooh