Say Cheese And Die (Chopped & Screwed) lyrics

[Intro Sample: Spice 1]
Evil lurks in the mind of a mad man

[Hook: Spice 1]
Kill 'em off like dis, biddy-bah-bah-bye-bye
S-P-I-C-E-1 dem say him Born II Die, blaow
Kill 'em off like dat, biddy-bah-bah-bah-bang
S-P-I-C-E-1 dem say him pull loose thang
n*gga, I can't get f*cked in this game I'm a psychopath
My AK told me to shove him up some n*ggas ass
I'm having long conversations with Mr. Millimeter
He's one of my best friends b*tch ass n*gga eater
Kill 'em off like dis, biddy-bah-bah-bye-bye
S-P-I-C-E-1 dem say him Born II Die, blaow
Kill 'em off like dat, biddy-bah-bah-bah-bang
S-P-I-C-E-1 dem say him pull loose thang

[Verse 1: LIL FAMINE]
Smoke lines on my face from the cigarettes, always burnin'
Combination of the drugs and the chronic, got me slurrin'
It's that don't fear no busta
187 a sucka, kill a motherf*cker
Climbin' out of nothin'
Me love da gun, me love to kill a rat
Me smokin' on a sack, turn me into psychopath
Chomp, chomp! Eat another xan
Me don't fear no man that can bleed like I can
Rag on my face like I am Taliban
This scene is the ocean, and I am the Sandman
Hold up, lemme glo' up
Ruby with the stance while my eyes steady rollin'
Oozing get the bands, while I stick up and I hold 'em
Screaming "f*ck the man!" while the middle fingers go up
That redrum, that redrum, written all on my bedroom

[Hook: Spice 1]
Kill 'em off like dis, biddy-bah-bah-bye-bye
S-P-I-C-E-1 dem say him Born II Die, blaow
Kill 'em off like dat, biddy-bah-bah-bah-bang
S-P-I-C-E-1 dem say him pull loose thang
n*gga, I can't get f*cked in this game I'm a psychopath
My AK told me to shove him up some n*ggas ass
I'm having long conversations with Mr. Millimeter
He's one of my best friends b*tch ass n*gga eater
Kill 'em off like dis, biddy-bah-bah-bye-bye
S-P-I-C-E-1 dem say him Born II Die, blaow
Kill 'em off like dat, biddy-bah-bah-bah-bang
S-P-I-C-E-1 dem say him pull loose thang
[Verse 2: THE $UICIDAL SHEPERD]
I been pickin' flies off the eyelids of sinner's kids
Coming to claim your religion, opinion formed by television
Never listen to the voices inside of your f*cking head
I died and now I'm dead
What is life when you in debt to the reaper?
f*ck a hole, dig deeper
Whether it is in the ground or spread apart by b*tches fingers
Let me linger, hook, line, and sinker
Trained by the teacher, raped by the preacher
Not saved by the leader, put a blade to his neck
Told him, "Run away and never look back—that's a threat"
Then I turned to the flock, said, "You're no longer oppressed"
But they follow me anyway, never taught to think for themselves
Belt tied 'round my neck, I'm the $uicidal $hepherd
$now Leopard bounced a check
Hot boy, b*tch, I'm peppered
Never gave a f*ck what a b*tchboy gotta say
He can never levitate from out his motherf*cking grave