"Sit In That Corner Bitch!" lyrics
[Brotha Lynch Hung:]
No
Sit in that fuckin' corner bitch
(No just sit in that fuckin' corner and shut the fuck up Bitch)
Should've kept you off the Internet
Just sit in that fuckin' corner bitch
Shut the fuck up
Razor blade to nipples, baby breastfeed me
I just saw your face on the TV (look at that) and they already think you're laying six-feet deep
Took a nap, now they on the news talking 'bout how they want their hooker back
I gave her back to 'em, but not before I took a bat, bashed her in the head
Bathed in it, played in it and smashed in the Chev' back to the hideout
Shit, I took a machete and dug her fucking eyes out
Now I'm on the Internet, motherfucker why not?
MySpace is my place; pick her up and tie knots
Got her on the bed playing dead, fuck it then I took her to the bathtub
And made her bloody red, no matter what he said
Nigga, he's the ripper, I saw him slice a nigga's dick up
He cut a nigga's bitch up, put her in the trash bag and that's that
He's on Facebook, she's in the space look
Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
(Where's my motherfucking razor blade)
(Hey, I'm telling you bitch, you better take me serious)
Sit in that corner bitch!
(Remember when you got that computer for Christmas?)
(Yeah that's why you're here)
Sit in that fucking corner bitch
Should've told em you wanted some Christian Louboutin
Sit in that corner bitch
(Now I'm about to cut you, and eat you and heat you and beat you bitch)
She asked me for a cigarette, here you go bitch, bet
First, pull out your titties and I promise I can get you wet
After I slit your neck, I keep 'em brainwashed
Cut open the skull in cold water, get ya brains washed
I'm in the kitchen with an Ithica ripping your bitches britches up
Itching to get to spit the guts
Outta my mouth, I'ma get it outta my house
By cooking it and eating it then I'm shitting it out
Like I do emcees, you will find shit all in the couch
Shit in the bathroom and shit in the mouth
And razor blades and alcohol, shit in the pouch
Like 50 bitches on their period, I'm serious now
It's about to take 3 hours like ham hocks
Trust me I'm tryna eat all them kids and the damn dog
I don't want ransom I'm sicker than Charles Manson and some
Like Chuckie I'm cutting up butt cheeks
Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
(Yes, it's just about an hour left before dinner, you wanna watch a movie?)
Sit in that corner bitch!
(Instead of popcorn, I got popcorn alligator, you want some?)
Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
(Okay, well um, I gotta piss, so um, you need anything to drink?)
Sit in that corner bitch!
(I also got diarrhea too, so uh, you want a milkshake?)
[Charles Manson:]
"Maybe I should have killed 4-500 people, then I would have felt better, then I would have felt like I really offered society something."
No
Sit in that fuckin' corner bitch
(No just sit in that fuckin' corner and shut the fuck up Bitch)
Should've kept you off the Internet
Just sit in that fuckin' corner bitch
Shut the fuck up
Razor blade to nipples, baby breastfeed me
I just saw your face on the TV (look at that) and they already think you're laying six-feet deep
Took a nap, now they on the news talking 'bout how they want their hooker back
I gave her back to 'em, but not before I took a bat, bashed her in the head
Bathed in it, played in it and smashed in the Chev' back to the hideout
Shit, I took a machete and dug her fucking eyes out
Now I'm on the Internet, motherfucker why not?
MySpace is my place; pick her up and tie knots
Got her on the bed playing dead, fuck it then I took her to the bathtub
And made her bloody red, no matter what he said
Nigga, he's the ripper, I saw him slice a nigga's dick up
He cut a nigga's bitch up, put her in the trash bag and that's that
He's on Facebook, she's in the space look
Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
(Where's my motherfucking razor blade)
(Hey, I'm telling you bitch, you better take me serious)
Sit in that corner bitch!
(Remember when you got that computer for Christmas?)
(Yeah that's why you're here)
Sit in that fucking corner bitch
Should've told em you wanted some Christian Louboutin
Sit in that corner bitch
(Now I'm about to cut you, and eat you and heat you and beat you bitch)
She asked me for a cigarette, here you go bitch, bet
First, pull out your titties and I promise I can get you wet
After I slit your neck, I keep 'em brainwashed
Cut open the skull in cold water, get ya brains washed
I'm in the kitchen with an Ithica ripping your bitches britches up
Itching to get to spit the guts
Outta my mouth, I'ma get it outta my house
By cooking it and eating it then I'm shitting it out
Like I do emcees, you will find shit all in the couch
Shit in the bathroom and shit in the mouth
And razor blades and alcohol, shit in the pouch
Like 50 bitches on their period, I'm serious now
It's about to take 3 hours like ham hocks
Trust me I'm tryna eat all them kids and the damn dog
I don't want ransom I'm sicker than Charles Manson and some
Like Chuckie I'm cutting up butt cheeks
Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
(Yes, it's just about an hour left before dinner, you wanna watch a movie?)
Sit in that corner bitch!
(Instead of popcorn, I got popcorn alligator, you want some?)
Sit in that fucking corner bitch!
(Okay, well um, I gotta piss, so um, you need anything to drink?)
Sit in that corner bitch!
(I also got diarrhea too, so uh, you want a milkshake?)
[Charles Manson:]
"Maybe I should have killed 4-500 people, then I would have felt better, then I would have felt like I really offered society something."
