Takin' Online Orders (Duplicate) lyrics

by

Tech N9ne


[Brotha Lynch Hung]

It's another murder after the fact
Twist a motherf*cker's hat to the back
Sicker than rat poison
I black them n*ggas, hittin' the back black b-lat blat blat!
He gonna feel it, I'm gonna peel his banana real quick
Spit the siccness, get your di*k split
Witness, sick of this sh*t, business
I'ma put them on a hit list
Teach about the season of the siccness, 666 sh*t
Creep in your house, put a gun in yo mouth
I'm under the house, hiding
Bodies under the couch and I ain't comin' out
I'm going out dying, try 'em undeniable
I don't know I just fry 'em them though
I c*m hard on their face probably 'cause I don't like them
I'm a OG Viking, Chris Carter, I spit harder, I get farther
Put it in the butt, his daughter's, spit a n*gga nut

[Chorus]
'Cause I'm takin' online order!
'Cause I'm takin' online murder!

[Brotha Lynch Hung]
Put the body up in the trunk
Now you stuck in the rut, get it rough in the butt
While I puffin' the blunt
Get it up in the gut, put 'em up in the cut
I'm stick 'em and rip 'em
I'm dippin' 'em in hot sauce
Legs and arms
A little bit of Agent Orange, a hot caca
Hot totties, I rock bodies, tombing they ass
c*ck naughties, broom in the ass
I probably f*ck 'em till they get blue in the ass
Caught robbin', bloody bodies, n*gga nuts in your hot coffee
Motherf*ckers better get off me
I will slit them in the neck ever so softly, watch me
Anybody who wanna come f*ck with 'em come face 'em
I'll be in Camp Crystal lake like Jason waitin'
Take 'em and rape 'em and then I cut 'em up
Bake 'em and ate 'em then I throw 'em up
sh*t 'em out, you gonna forget about 'em
You gotta live with out 'em, then I'm out

[Chorus]
'Cause I'm takin' online order!
'Cause I'm takin' online murder!

[Tech N9ne]

n*gga, you gotta be willing to give me your soul
I don't be takin' them mininum, gotta be whole
Look at the Stranger, get with the Strangla
Givin' the livin' a pick and a stick and a bow
I come in an oven to put in a muffin a n*gga be
Lovin' to eat a b*tch up and I throw it up in a commode
Blah! n*gga, be livin' to give it another because of a n*gga within him is cold
I cannot contain what is insane within this brain, n*gga
Never was it mondane, but it was in pain, f*ck it then came lick her
How did I become bane, put enough strain now the lust reigns
With a snuff frame killer, rippin' motherf*ckers up
I open 'em up, the puss came quicker
Hotel, motel, I don't give a f*ck I'm pickin' b*tches up
I make 'em lick it up
I bussin' gonorrhea not until her throat swell
Better let go of my coattail, I'm gonna propell into more hell
Takin' online orders from a cerebellum you can get it wholesale!

[Chorus]
'Cause I'm takin' online order!
'Cause I'm takin' online murder!

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