[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
This what I eat...
Nah this.. this is what I eat...
Nah.. Nah this is what I eat
I.. I.. I.. eat this, ya know I mean?..
Yeah, enough from the

[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
246 forty five s-e-v-en
Catch you while you trick or treatin' put you in the deep end
Anybody wanna get hit, I'ma spit shit right atchu
Put your body in the casket, all wrapped in plastic
I'ma get that meat!
Charboiled, barbecue, start a few beefs, hardboiled, not normal
S-I-C-C M-A-D-E, it'll be a long time before you n***as wanna see me
I'ma get that deep, when I get heat, I'ma get 3 n***as
Put 'em in the napsack with a back wrap, now you see n***a?
Hit 'em up that's that, is that I don't really give a see n***a
We with that shiznit, leavin' your brain split it
Sicker then hard liquor I get 'em with the break up, rape 'em
PC n***a - that ain't in my make up
I'ma need that raunchy bag
I see that enemy, y'all sell that bullshit, I sell that "ten a key"

[Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung & King ISO]
Chop suey
Chop suey
N***a, chop suey
N***a, chop suey
It's that chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
[Verse 2: King ISO]
Ain't nobody really here that fuckin' with the Brainsick
And if a n***a thought he was
I guess I gotta catch him slippin' with the stainless
Leave 'em brainless
Pop a n***a like a little pill to leave me painless
Get him wasted
Bitch you wanna fuck up on a n***a, 'cause he famous?
N***a face it
I don't wanna have to kill a n***a but I'm anxious
When I pull up on a n***a
Bodybag a mutherfucker like it was the Matrix
We got a nation
Of mutherfuckers that'll kill you for fuckin' with Brainsick
N***a you basic
Nine millimeters be knockin' you n***as up out of your Asics
You better take six
That bitch [?] a dick her wanna take this
They'll be lined up on tour, watch y'all bitches, better be patient
Chasin' my tour bus tryna find out where Insane went
Asian bitches let the n***a fuck and I think her name was Raylynn
They friends comin' to the Days Inn
And they all wanna get brained in
They kin with you n***a steady at the crib
Watchin' kids in the playpen
Blazin' while the bitch suckin' all up on my dick
And I'ma fuck her face then
Send her back to you with her legs bent
She'll be leavin' n***a by day ten
Amen, gettin' sick of fake friends
Leave a n***a bloody, need an apron
Put 'em on a plate then eat a mutherfucker
I don't even say my grace then
Cake and n***as stay broke
While I'm on the road, countin' out my cake then
With a hoe that'll give me throat
You already know that a n***a blazin'
On the dro, then I gotta go, bitch I'm on the road
I'ma keep you waitin'
I don't know, but I'm really zoned
I don't even know what the fuck a date is
I got a chrome, and I gotta zone
And I'm in a zone and I'm hella faded
Gotta hoe, that'll give me dome
Nothin' with a comb, finna get me braided
Gracious goodness, got a rich bitch and babies hoodrich
Like a big time and bitch I am cool maybe goodrich
In the kitchen whippin' with my killas, they be cookin'
If a n***a thinkin' they can fuck with me then they mistooken
Whippin' it, whippin' it real good like a babies whoopin'
N***as ain't sicker than us, we hard and they be cushions
Sick of n***as always actin' like they hard and got toolies
Ah phooey, I'ma catch a n***a with a chopper then turn that n***a into
[Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung & King ISO]
Chop suey
Chop suey
N***a, chop suey
N***a, chop suey
It's that chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey

[Verse 3: Twisted Insane]
I'ma have to go into a different level, cookin' like a devil
I don't wanna settle, heat 'em up and then I eat a bitch up like Wonton
Pull the millimeter, yes I was a heater
Send a bitch into a swan song
OG Baba Looey, choppa suey
Many mutherfuckers long gone, eat your bon bons
Comin' to the fullest, I'ma put a bullet in your long johns
Have you wish you would've stood up at the bed instead of a conversation with the razor
Blade, they don't want the fade I'ma have to pull up on 'em and I'm with the tazer
N***a please, don't nobody beast, I'ma put your face in a cheese grater
Fuck a conversation on who greater, I'm Ali with the chopping
Cut the meat up, eat it with the Sake, pop me little Teriyaki
Apollo Creed the n***a like I'm Rocky, Daniel-son and Mr. Miyagi
They don't want it with 'em seriously eat a mutherfucker like hot Takis with karate
California roll up on a mutherfucker, stop me
This be kinda shit up in the [?] call a n***a papi
But she sloppy
Always wait for you to go to work and then she got me
Comin' in ya back and all up in your kitchen
Cook it like [?] while she's [?], no Bugatti
Just a bucket, I be yellin' fuck it, hop up in the back and suck it
I for reala said it, really do it here and leave the pussy all snotty
Every single bitch I ever gave a dick and probably can't nobody top it, probably is the reason when a n***a skiddin' I be tryna cut it like hydroxy
Too cocky
I be in the Phillipines smokin' on broccoli
Roll up on 'em, hit 'em with the soy sauce, get away on Kawasaki
I'm a fiend
I'm a type of n***a grippin' all up in your B-M's, little D-M, when I be him, the relationships are rocky, try and stop me
N***as always wanna underestimate the razor
I don't wanna get the condom on
Tell the bitches hit me on the pager
I am on a different level, you don't wanna meddle, reachin' for the devil, couldn't even mess around and get the better of me homie, ain't nobody comin' greater
Alligator
Choppin' everybody, anybody wanna get it
Cîroc on your beef, come up with heat
So why the fuck you wanna book?
Nowadays these lil n***as wanna come in like they on top
Run up out the kitchen, it gets hot, real when I cook that
[Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung & King ISO]
Chop suey
Chop suey
N***a, chop suey
N***a, chop suey
It's that chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey
They don't really want it with a n***a that'll catch a n***a slippin' with the fully automatic then I gotta turn him into chop suey