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This song is by Brotha Lynch.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah
Y'all interested to know
Check that shit lynch
It's the devil

Yeah, the cap busting neva stops I got my clips
And my glocks a bunch of motherfuckas give me props
Funny style fools dealt with that's why I neva lynch
Hung with the crews low

Neva caught slipping I knew I had to have mine
(Yeah)
So I hooked up with my folks who hooked a nigga with a nine
Now I got my own back fade and once ya start shooting at foes
You betta have your own grave made

Foo named Blackie spitting at everybody bout
How he was hard and was knocking niggas out
I see some envyingly of the lynch hung
Every time I talk to 'em foes say he just bought a new gun

And I can feel 'em from a mile away
Fronting like he all that shit but like my nigga say
Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own back fade nigga

Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade

Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade

Nigga I thought you knew you couldn't fade this
All them props you got ain't but fake shit
Trying to run up on a oozie with a nine clip
And find your brain cooking in a barbecue pit
(Yeah)

'Cause I don't play that shit low and I ain't soft
Bout your rumors gimmy got his mouth shot off
Then his head cut off just for fucking up
With a nigga that got a room full of baby gut

When I was peeping it I was tripping off of what I seen
Dumb nigga you fronting on the wrong team
I could a had you with a click getting hella props
Now you running around like a monkey with his head cut off

Fucking with me no checking my nine pops
Leaving a nigga with a mouth full of gun shots
By a lunatic niggas score some old clothes
I'm like some paid to filling bodies full of bullet holes

And I can feel 'em from a mile away
Fronting like they all that shit but like my nigga say
Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own back fade nigga

Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Hey, I got my own back fade

Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
You know I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Hey, I got my own back fade

Yeah, you know what I'm saying
I'm the so called devil that Brotha Lynch
Was talking 'bout you know
They can't nobody fade this

This nigga packs his own people you know what I'm saying
But with this cannibalistic theory you know what I'm saying
So mm, Lynch help me with this shit kick that old shit

Most of my niggas come and go like a foes life
A couple of 40's and a joint later nut not
That's why I'm kicking with the hardest motherfucker living
My nigga nine eating humans like thanksgiving

And it be eating 'em by the fo's at least
Marinating niggas skin like a thick slab of roast beef
Then I'm cooking 'em while I'm fending for fee
Drinking a 40 eat some human meat
And sit and watch my teeth bleed

Ain't a motherfucker out trying to feel me
About a million motherfuckas wanna kill me
That's why Ninna got 16 partners
Smoking a nigga from my human meat pot luck

Click popo buckshots to a niggas chest
Nigga rips in my mouth now who's next
I got the menu of a motherfucking cannibal
As I continue I'm a human eating niggaro

Eating niggas with my nine so hey
You fronting like your all that shit but like my niggas say
Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own back fade nigga

Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade

Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade
Yeah, depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
Yeah, I got my own back fade

Coming straight from the grave with the rip gut
Cannibal atheist couldn't give a motherfuck
Heard a lot of motherfuckas wanna stop this
I keep 'em paralyzed young monotonic

Though I pop shit something like a blood vessel
Drink blood like a vamp then become amp
That means I take all the pussy and you get the fist
Grab a leg like a wishbone and make a wish

Pop yeah there it goes first love lead
To a bed full of pussy bleeding bloodshed
Now I'm psyched 'cause I know a nigga want some
He better pack a gun or know how to run

And I ain't met too many niggas that could eat meat
Like a nigga with a mouth full of crooked teeth
And I'm a motherfucker that thrive on homosapien beef
Them niggas don't know I'm seriously crazy

And I can feel 'em from a mile away
Fronting like they all that shit but like my nigga say
Depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
So hey, I got my own back fade nigga

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Written by:

Kevin Mann