Текст песни It Happens (feat. First Degree The DE & Tall Cann) - Brotha Lynch Hung

I was just talkin' to him, I was talkin', talkin' the other day
Nigga I was like damn, I was, I was on Youtube listenin' and shit
I was telling you man, ay, that nigga, he came tight
I was proud of that nigga, man, but then
That nigga team...
Okay, I'ma stop you right there
This what we do, lil' rappers

Actin' like Jason now I'm highspeed chasin'
Chokin' out bitches with my Kobe Bryant shoelaces
Black mammas, I wish I coulda had you back, mamma
But I can do rap, that, goddamn it!
I have problems with trust, that's why I'm puttin' you in this truck
And that's why you all tied up, after you dead we will fuck
Fuck all night and a little in the mornin'
Friction got my dick scorching off dead bodies

Red, dead bodies
Dread Ted Bundy
In all black and all that
I don't really get bloody so tell the police to fall back
My therapist is callin', so pick up, "Please call back"
Damn, I might have to saw that
In half, in, slapped, and I'ma eat all that
Damn nigga, I been bad, now it's comin' out
And when Halloween comes out, I'm comin' out, I need all fact!

It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
Inside of me

Black niggas is on is, hockeys want the biz
Y con razón's gon' beat us, japs and filipinas
You oblivious of chords, all you can afford
That's why the dick is your street Lord
Them gettin' hot and bothered, so get shimmies and bust
Stay right there and keep your mind on us
Them ask how you sellin' me, car so fat, state to oblivion
Come in, in your tent to pillage, pi-pillage

In, fresh to eat crap, more cream and you'd have slept
Mm, too big to feel, thus we really streak your...
Yo, we keep our pleasure, bitch so rich, we so slender
Guss Riggins, that's icy, revealed in my memo
Boys of the street, out with lives we squater
Many questions, answers turned there in the baller
This one lynched, just strangle her, push to the texture
And I first stick with the beaten, most darkest tumble

It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
Inside of me

Walk out the door, startin' my mission
The Devil playground my front yard
I play with bull, it like Matadors
Let's play the full in this, splatter your brain
Put it on the foodchain like hors d'oeuvres
Could I done served, I second you niggas
Broek you down to a science, dumb-dumbs
Crumbs on the table, no one a label, shit happen it's a tragedy
See how life drags you like a ride

In a hearse for a long time, we throw you in a ditch
That nigga got the clips like havin' the shits
Lil' tore all the paper, when shit happens shit get nasty
People get evil like the next stunt that happens
Nigga woke up and happened to get his neck broke
Watch for the set-up, conniving bitches suckin' and jivin'
Can have you suckin' nine millers
Like, nigga do you know what time it is?
There's a war outside

They shine these Ascott asses, ain't no karate chop
I'ma take these niggas to lynch at the butcher shop
This what we do to these rappers
Give a nigga a rubber ducky, now with the bloodbath
Hahaha, make me feel

It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
It happens, it happens
Inside of me