Lyrics Brotha Lynch Hung

Brotha Lynch Hung

I Plotted (My Next Murder)

I seperated myself from most homies

Cause my enemies started out to be close homies.

Hehehehehe

Yeah! Dinner and a Movie!

Go buy my album (that's a fact)!

Brotha Lynch Hung!

Yeah

I was sitting in a room with a pistol, schizo

Fist full of bullets and my grip stoked, I'm mad

They say my music ain't Strange enough

So I signed at the dotted line with strangest stuff

Now I'm back (I'm back), I'm bad like LL and ladies love me

But fuck 'em I make they bodies smell, I got a psycho bitch

She'll cut you well

Leave her in a trashcan, you better get my mail

I'm so serious, believe it

I'm furious from fuckin' them bitches

While they on their periods, I'm seasick

See, here's my brand new meat dish

Intestins and bell peppers and onions

An salt my delicates, ya see

Trick, I want you to want me

Then I turn around and put ya head in my humvee

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom

Gripping on a pistol

Way too potent n' like sisco

Overdose

You ain't getting up in the morning

Hit you over dinner and a movie

I'm schizo

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom

Gripping on a pistol

Way too potent n' like sisco

Overdose

You ain't waking up in the morning

Hit you over dinner and a movie

I'm schizo

Somebody roll another motherfuckin' blunt

Other motherfuckers want

My siccness spit

Put it up in ya mother cunt

Put it up in ya daughter's butt

And just when that's happening

My psycho bitch is running up and she gone put a cap in em

Slashin' em, cut em half and butt it in that ass

And after the fact

I'm a keep coming with psycho shit

Murdering others like michael pitt

Matter of fact, liposuction

Gutt em up, cutt em up

My face is in the paper

All it said was "what a nut"

Ya buttercup

You can't even get with me did I stutter, what?

Motherfucker, somebody shut him up

Before I plug him up, gun em up, when is enough?

Nigga, nuts and hamburger

It's just another damn murder.

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom

Gripping on a pistol

Way too potent n' like sisco

Overdose

You ain't getting up in the morning

Hit you over dinner and a movie

I'm schizo

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom

Gripping on a pistol

Way too potent n' like sisco

Overdose

You ain't waking up in the morning

Hitt you over dinner and a movie

I'm schizo