Sooner Or Later - Brotha Lynch Hung

Can I make it look like suicide?

Am I comin', am I goin'

I’m really not knowin' anymore, and then I get to thinkin'

I’m hearing voices in my head

Sometimes they tell me love her, most times they tell me kill her

She loves me, I hate her, she hates me, I love her

Murder sooner or later, I blame her

Sooner or later she gon' break my heart

Knew it from the get knew it from the start

Sooner or later she gone ache my heart

Sooner or later see a bite go bark

This ain’t cool, takin' a chance, sooner or later she gon' miss her fam

So maybe I should miss my fans and hop back on the road again before my heart

explode again

I get the 9 millimeter and pop the clip check the bullets then load it in

Cause I’m lettin' these cigarettes smoke they self

24 beers lined up on the shelf

Halfway filled so I’m halfway felt

Halfway like I wanna kill myself

And halfway wrong when I’m halfway right

She think I’m wrong more than half the time

Half the time I’m in the acid mind, most of time I gotta ask my 9

Most the time I gotta ask the Budweiser thinkin' that the beer gon' answer back

I do know, if a nigga go inside you, he ride you, better never ask me back

(Fuck that)

It is what it is

Run DMC, it’s like that

Come with me, got som’n to see

Remember the days I had you comin' in threes?

You always be thinking you be runnin' this relationship

But the fact is you runnin' me and the homies like ain’t that som’n to see

Sooner or later I’mma just give up

This ain’t love, love is different

I ain’t feelin' it, yes I am

I’m in love, in love with killin'

Everybody around, I might kill 'em

Body up in the ground, naw I’m just playin'

I be up in the town, I’m just livin'

But everyday ain’t Thanksgiving

Found that out quicker than cookin' a frank in the kitchen

Niggas ain’t lovin' me I can dig it

Dig me a couple of holes and just end it

Me and my girl, we splendid

You don’t have to try and act like you care and ask me, «homie, what is this?»

Bout to get a axe murder, 1 no livin'

Turn a motherfucka into deep-fried chicken

I don’t give a fuck cause I’m sicc like Michael… Douglas, that’s why i love my

nigga

His girl’s 20 years younger like mine is, everybody thinks she don’t know what

time it is

Everybody think I don’t know what time it is

I’ll deal with it, I’ll change the time out this

Rhymin' is how i get by, run up

I roll with the sicc side, gun up

Who wanna try 'n' get with me, none up

Only reason I ain’t killin', sun’s up

When it get dark then I’m back to the park

Cut through the back then I’m after the heart

You always be thinkin' you be runnin' this relationship, but the fact is you

runnin' me

And my girl’s like ain’t that som’n to see

Sooner or later she’ll know what’s up

Sittin' in the park, smokin' on a blunt

Me and my girlfriend, roll another blunt

Understand I’m naked, Mannibalector

Cannibal reckless, blood on my necklace

Me doin' murder is something like sex is

I get off, dirty boxes

Cold as Foxborough, gimmie a locksmith

Broke the chain and I was tryna' get in

Broke the chain, yeah now I’m in

Crippin' in the hallway, planned it all day

Therapist texting my phone

I don’t need to meet her I got a heater believe it

I will hide in ya home

And I will slide in ya home with a knife

I will slide real slow with a knife

Doin' it, even though I know it ain’t right

You can get murder by murder by night

Better know I do it

I get into it like 6−4, slam the door

I don’t give a fuck or a damn no more

I be livin' like an animal, a cannibal

Eatin' meat

I know y’all love it when I say I eat meat

But will you love it when I bring the heat?

I love it when you take DNA off the black concrete

You always be thinkin' you be runnin' this relationship but the fact is you

runnin' me

And my mom’s like ain’t that som’n to see