MEAT MAN lyrics

Meat man
Meat man
Hit my phone
Human meat to bring back home
Meeting up
He count the rolls
I want my meat
I want that ho

Meat man
Meat man
Hit my phone
Human meat to bring back home
Meeting up
He count the rolls
I want my meat
Gon eat that ho

They call me the meat man
Call up the meat man
Free range sh*t
Marinate with the seasonin

Why human meat?
No reasonin
Got heads up in my freezer
b*tch I need it
Need it
Feedin
Please b*tch
Dont kill the meat myself
b*tch Imma gentlemen
Still eat ya brain and i slurp it like
Gelatin

Carve your left ass cheek
What a fine specifimen
Its f*ckin thic b*tch
Its straight perfection man

Everyday I'm sittin in a tiny little box
Standin by the water cooler meat they wanna talk
I tell em nothin much
They can't tell that somethings off
They go about their day
Nothing changed at f*ckin all

Oh my f*ckin god
I wanna get home
Eat my meat
Down to the bone

Its almost sexual
b*tch Nothing wrong
Just the way it is
Just the way that im born
I want the meat
I want that sh*t
I want it now
f*ck bein discrete

I can't let them know
I can't let them see
A sick little man
With a face full of meat

The face of the weak
A face not unique
Can't see in the crowd
Eating now as we speak

Loudly and deep
Slobbering fiend
Turn to a animal
No one can see