I Plotted (My Next Murder) (исполнитель: Brotha Lynch Hung)
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! [Verse 1:] 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 [bad word] 'em I make they bodies smell, I got a psycho [bad word] 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 [bad word] #39; them [bad word] 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 [bad word] ] 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 [Verse 2:] Somebody roll another [bad word] #39; blunt Other [bad word] want My siccness spit Put it up in ya mother [bad word] Put it up in ya daughter's butt And just when that's happening My psycho [bad word] [bad word] up and she gone put a cap in em Slashin' em, cut em half and butt it in that [bad word] And after the fact I'm a [bad word] with psycho [bad word] 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? [bad word] somebody shut him up Before I plug him up, gun em up, when is enough? [bad word] nuts and hamburger It's just another [bad word] murder. [bad word] ] 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