Sacrifice

[Intro: Mack Maine]

Awoo

Don't be scared now (Ah)

Awooooo

Yeah (Okay)

We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice (Haha, haha)

We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice

Don't be scared now!

[Verse 1: Mack Maine]

I have you sweating so hard, you need three or four towels (Towels)

After that, all I need is three or four showers

Just to get the blood off; then three or four hours

Then come through your hood and get three or four cowards (Blat)

You think you're bison, like you play for Howard

But you's a duck like Howard, I make you fall like the towers

I cut your arm off and tell you to reach (Nigga)

Then I cut your tongue off, and I tell you to speak, ha

My niggas in the circle, in the middle of the bonfire

They quick to become arsonists and set you on fire

The flesh start to smell (Smell), but who gives a fuck? (Fuck)

Heaven or Hell, nigga, you need to pick one

Brr-r-r! Stick 'em! Now, you become a victim

Yeah, you become a victim (Yeah, you become a victim)

Ha! I'm evil like three sixes, nigga, minus the "Mafia"

And ain't no brakes on my shit, nigga, ain't no stopping the—

Young cannibal, cut you like a cantaloupe

I mistreat bodies—for breakfast, I eat bodies, ugh!

Mm, chu'ch!

[Chorus: Shanell, Mack Maine & Lil Wayne]

You could smell fear in the distance

Pray over their lives

Come in this hood, better witness this

Sacri–

'Fice (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

'Fice (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

F'i-ah, ah (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

Ah, ah (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

Yeahhhh!

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

Haha! It's Weezy F. Crazy

You scary-ass rappers—on the beat, I'm Wes Craven

But I'm Eastside 'til I reside in the grave

And you walk in my basement, see the bodies I'm saving

Bloodbath flow—yes, it's time for some bathing

Shotty with a drum, and I'ma play it like a cadence

Invasion, I cook you like the Asians

Put bread on your head like a raisin

You a danish, you need glazing

Pardon me, man, but I'm craving

I got you in the oven, but I'm waiting

I'm patient, for my patient

Yeah, there's a meeting in my kitchen

Shhh! there's rappers sleeping in my kitchen

Young Money creatures

Kill your sweet ass, then eat you, muh'fucker!

[Chorus: Shanell & Mack Maine]

You could smell fear in the distance

Pray over their lives

Come in this hood, better witness this

Sacri–

'Fice (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

'Fice (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

F'i-ah, ah (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

Ah, ah (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]

We take your body for a motherfucking sacrifice

See you in Hell, bitch, meet me in the afterlife

Minivan, duct tape, knife in my hand, nigga

Knife to ya head, you my sacrificial lamb, nigga

I can smell blood like a hound, I see dead people

Paint the scene, I'ma leave a bunch of red people

Saddam, I bomb, I'm insane, Hussein

Assault rifle with the drum, nigga, with the blue flame

Blood on my glove while I'm burying the witness

Cut your limbs off, I'm on my Jeffrey Dahmer-sick shit

For real, I'm ill, we marching like the military

Coffins everywhere, this the rap cemetery

You niggas sweet, get ate like Ben & Jerry's

You niggas very fairy—

Tale, frail; better go and say your "Hail Mary"

Rocket launcher, bitch, I'ma throw a Hail Mary

Young Gudda, biatch!

[Chorus: Shanell & Mack Maine]

You could smell fear in the distance

Pray over their lives

Come in this hood, better witness this

Sacri–

'Fice (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

'Fice (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

F'i-ah, ah (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)

Ah, ah (We gon' take his body to the projects for a sacrifice)