Disappeared

Album cover art for "Disappeared" by Brotha Lynch Hung

Brotha Lynch Hung - Rap, Hip-Hop

Disappeared

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[Hook] They disappeared, no COD Don't trust nobody, this shit is weird This shit is real, I have to own it At any moment, they could be on me They have to die, at least in my eyes I'm so surprised, I open my eyes I seen it all, they think I ball I'll never fall, not as far as y'all [Verse 1] Them bodies gon' disappear I'mma rip 'em in half, gettin' the last word in I'mma sit in the back of the car at her job When she get in the car, I'mma attack her jaw I'mma cut up the face and put on her face and Walk out the house with a machete like Jason Kill her whole family, botox facelift Nobody, no case, no body, no face Barbecue, cocaine, I'mma rape your taste I mean, I'mma rape your mouth, bitch! I'mma take guts out And I'mma put 'em in the oven, yeah, I'mma eat that, love it And won't you close your legs? I'mma hold up the plate like, "Bitch, you late" [Hook] They disappeared, no COD Don't trust nobody, this shit is weird This shit is real, I have to own it At any moment, they could be on me They have to die, at least in my eyes I'm so surprised, I open my eyes I seen it all, they think I ball I'll never fall, not as far as y'all [Verse 2] We in your neighborhood like speed bumps, nigga And I got that bloody face, sippin' on that Seagrams, nigga And you want that season, nigga, where is that season, nigga? I'm a misfit and I spit shit like I just got the fever, nigga And I stay lit like Michael Irvin at receiver, nigga Plus, I smoke like a chimney, enemies get ate Fuck all the hate you were sending me, we straight Even if these niggas steadily leaving, nigga These niggas just teething, nigga They don't wanna get in the ring with Ali I might be leavin' 'em bleedin', no I.D Body chopped up, I'm leavin' in my keys Nigga, I hack up yo' bitch, what's up? [Hook] They disappeared, no COD Don't trust nobody, this shit is weird This shit is real, I have to own it At any moment, they could be on me They have to die, at least in my eyes I'm so surprised, I open my eyes I seen it all, they think I ball I'll never fall, not as far as y'all

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Credits

Writers
  • MIKE SUMMERS
  • Brotha Lynch Hung