I Plotted (My Next Murder) - Brotha Lynch Hung

I talked to Kev already

He said, I separated myself from most homies

Cause most 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 grips low, I’m mad

They say my music ain’t Strange enough

So I signed on the dotted line with strange an 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 you in a trashcan, you better get my mail

I’m so serious, believe it

I’m furious, I’m fuckin' them bitches

While they on their period, I’m seasick

See, here’s my brand new meat dish

Intestines and bell peppers and onions

And salt, my delicatessen

Cheap 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’mma 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