Deliver - Brotha Lynch Hung

Ahh

I rap poisonous, I sent him his liver (Here you go)

Fill you up with rat poisonous, I’m venomous when I

Run up in 'em, put the gun up in 'em, deliver his dinner

It was liver and intestines, I’m doo-dooin' on your vest, yeah

Sittin' on the records and shittin' on niggas records

When I spit, my veins pop out, it’s like my neck hurt (What you doin'?)

I’m playin' Monopoly, you niggas playin' checkers

Better start rappin' better before I put one in your sweater

You don’t wanna get the chokehold

You sound like you been swallowin' cum, listen at your vocals

I’m sellin' hella records, nigga, you doin' all them broke shows

So nobody came, you couldn’t even hire the po-po

You local, nigga, I get all around the US

I spit that shit that’ll make you have to wear two vests, I’m a cool mess

Grr, my verses give you throat cancer 'cause of what I wrote and some

I’m Charlie Manson

Grr