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Correct Colostomy Bag Lyrics
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[Verse:] Yeah, I might as well get wet, Get me a Newport I'm a little strange now, On fire like a human torch I'm just gettin warmed up and nobody fuck with me Even luckily get cut in three, I'm a fuckin beast I tuck A. 357 and it keep me revving, Mr. Techron Pure white cocaine spit, Not even stepped on Sorta like Blue Magic The pussy, I stab at it and stab at it I'm a addict, It bleeds when I tap it Manic depressive and if you test him Mann needs a lesson, Plan to get your chest ripped Damn Smith & Wesson and it will test him Hand it to Kevin, Cannibal sessions Van full of intestines, Kansas is with me Strange Music is with him, I think they re-lit him I still see sicc'em from long distance For instance, I get with 'em, I spit sick shit, Sniff it [Hook G-Macc, (C-Lim)][2X] Coathanga throat Str-Strangla Your folks get mangled up Cut 'em up from the naval (Ugh, Put you in the hospital fast) (Have you wearin a oxygen mask) (With the doctors in surgery, Gettin a colostomy bag) [Verse 2:] My whole cigarette's wet, I'm bout to smoke it Get hard like East Oakland Rappers, I super soak 'em After your crew get over 'em I'll be standin over them with a 9 millimeter Hit 'em like a wide receiver like Jerry Rice Them niggaz think I'm weak cause I'm very nice All I do is just think about eatin them every night So I gotta carry every knife, every machete I'm steadily deadly His head will 'e buried and gettin cut up I'll be at the motel, fucked up Blood in my cup with a fine bitch, hugged up Till my heart get plugged up Imma still be in my Dickie shit, thugged up Any nigga throwin Blood throwin up guts Nigga, What's what? We kinda strange, nigga We eat nigga nuts and guts You already know what I eat Your insides and breakdown your enzymes And take out your insides, Sniff it [Hook G-Macc, (C-Lim)][2X] Coathanga throat Str-Strangla Your folks get mangled up Cut 'em up from the naval (Ugh, Put you in the hospital fast) (Have you wearin a oxygen mask) (With the doctors in surgery, Gettin a colostomy bag) [Verse 3:] I need cigarette, I'll cut a nigga neck And watch the blood drip out, Hit 'em with a Tek Just like these niggaz wanna fuck my bitch, Let 'em sweat She'll smile at you and she'll cut ya muthafuckin neck I'll hang a nigga and strangle niggaz with barbwire It's a little strange but listen to what I desire I put the tools on they nuts, Twist it with the pliers I'm a hot wire, You a hotdog like Oscar Myers I drop logs nigga, Shittin like diarrhea You get the butcher knife to the eyes if you try to see 'em Either that or my bitch will see you right at the club And put the whoopty-whop in ya mug and your grave's dug I got it made, cuzz, Makin "Strange Music" to listen to And dissin you cause that's how Strange do it We sicker than hard liquor which is no thang Coathanga Strangla spittin the cocaine, nigga! [Hook G-Macc, (C-Lim)][2X] Coathanga throat Str-Strangla Your folks get mangled up Cut 'em up from the naval (Ugh, Put you in the hospital fast) (Have you wearin a oxygen mask) (With the doctors in surgery, Gettin a colostomy bag)
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