DJ Epik - Sit In That Corner b**h! lyrics

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DJ Epik - Sit In That Corner b**h! lyrics

No Sit in that f**in' corner b**h (No just sit in that f**in' corner and shut the f** up b**h) Should've kept you off the internet Just sit in that f**in' corner b**h Shut the f** up [Verse 1:] Razorblade 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 the n***a 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 shev back to the hideout sh**, I took a machete and dug her f**ing eyes out Now I'm on the internet, motherf**er why not? MySpace is my place; pick her up and tie knots Got her on the bed playing dead, f** it then I took her to the bathtub And made her bloody red, no matter what he said n***a he's the ripper, I saw him slice a n***a's dick up And cut a n***a's b**h up, put her in the trash bag and that's that He's on Facebook, she's in the space look [Hook:] Sit in that f**ing corner b**h! (My motherf**ing razorblade) (Hey, I'm telling you b**h, you better take me serious) Sit in that corner b**h! (Remember when you got that computer for Christmas?) (Yeah that's why you're here) Sit in that f**ing corner b**h [Shouldve told em you wanted some Christian louboutin] Sit in that corner b**h (Now I'm about to cut you, and eat you and heat you and beat you b**h) [Verse 2:] She asked me for a cigarette, here you go b**h back 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 score Cold while they get their brains washed I'm in the kitchen with a Ithica ripping your b**hes spliffining And b**hin to get you to split the guts Outta my mouth, I'm a get that outta my house By cooking it and eating it and sh**ting it out I can do mc, he won't find sh** all in the couch sh** in the bathroom and sh** in the mouth And razorblades and alcohol, sh** in the pouch Like 50 b**hes on periods, I'm serious now It's about to take 3 hours like hand paws Trust me I'm tryna eat all them kids and the damn dog I don't want ransom I'm sicker than Charles Manson, Ansem Like Chuckie I'm cutting your bu*t cheeks [Hook:] Sit in that f**ing corner b**h! (Yes, it's just about an hour left before dinner, you wanna watch a movie?) Sit in that corner b**h! (Instead of popcorn, I got popcorn alligator, you want some?) Sit in that f**ing corner b**h! (Okay, well uhm, I gotta piss, so um, you need something to drink?) Sit in that corner b**h! (I also got diarrhea too, so uh, you want a milkshake?) [Outro: Charles Manson] "Maybe I should have k**ed 4-500 people, then I would have felt better, then I would have felt like I really offered society something."