Flight Risk - Bobby's Old Shop

They wanna test your faith we're utterly depraved
Abandoned in sin like, reprobate
It's so unclear but still I bless my fate
And if ya haven't lit up yet, ya best get baked
I am one valiant son of a bitch
But ya gotta be if you're gonna run with this clique
Hit the lottery if you're gonna run with us bitch
But don't be the mother fucker talkin' shit in the pit
Cuz a "you fucked up" is what's gonna happen
Get to that point and we ain't just rappin
Every single one got hatchets out hackin
And tell me where you find all your racket now slackin
Throw him out and back in, put it in the pot
And boil him quick so his body won't rot
All that screamin' and shit probably gonna stop
Then we package and mail him outta bobby's old shop

This is for the cannibals lookin' for a break
Societies animals livin' in a cage
So after your sentence if the charges are dropped
Make your way down to visit bobby's old shop
This is for the cannibals lookin' for a break
Societies animals livin' in a cage
So after your sentence if the charges are dropped
Make your way down to visit bobby's old shop

It's a dog eat dog world, and vice versa
Lead ya down a dark road then I hurt ya
Put me in a dark mode, and I'll squirt ya
Blood all over the bowl to red wine serve ya
You might be the next one we put on our menu
Brought to you in part by the evil that men do
Some change their diet, there's no savin' mine
Here's your human flesh up next in line
Hey homie, I'll take the eye ball soup
I'm a zombie call me tommy can I join this group
Ya know that o negative really does taste fine
Imma just sip on it like a bottle of wine
It's good for the soul, woah this shit is strong
Must've been an alcoholic drinkin' all day long
So hows the soup it's really exquisite
Can you bring me some bread and butter to go with it

This is for the cannibals lookin' for a break
Societies animals livin' in a cage
So after your sentence if the charges are dropped
Make your way down to visit bobby's old shop
This is for the cannibals lookin' for a break
Societies animals livin' in a cage
So after your sentence if the charges are dropped
Make your way down to visit bobby's old shop

I found a new spot to come and have a good meal
Here at bobby's old shop you can always eat your fill
And everything on the fuckin' menu looks good
But used to be a person don't get it misunderstood
So I guess you might call me, cannibalistic
If I can't eat people then I might go ballistic
It's not a flavor changer but the rich is delicious
Same with the poor, the gentle, or the vicious
Tolerant equality in all of our dishes
But mostly cookin' up you punk ass bitches
A rack of ribs, and a kidney from a young teen
Grind the fuckin' heart with the liver and the spleen
A pate, a pack of rittz, and some triscuits
I would like to try it on some buttery biscuits
Lookin' for good food, come on down
We're the underground business outside of your town

This is for the cannibals lookin' for a break
Societies animals livin' in a cage
So after your sentence if the charges are dropped
Make your way down to visit bobby's old shop
This is for the cannibals lookin' for a break
Societies animals livin' in a cage
So after your sentence if the charges are dropped
Make your way down to visit bobby's old shop

Written by:
Christian Abel, Thomas Goble

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