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Brotha Lynch Hung - 1 Die 1 Lyrics

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  • (chorus) x2
  • Die!!!, I choose before you
  • One by one we will pick you
  • You will die!!!
  • (***** it....psychological)
  • Verse one:
  • Siccmade music comin up out yo seat
  • Catch the reeper night crawler creeper
  • Dig a ditch get a ***** nigga dig a ditch deeper
  • Ima take yo head with this street sweeper
  • Leave yo brains on yo speaker
  • Smash off in yo jeep
  • Do the *****es ima get real hostle
  • Get the signal model in stroddle
  • Smash down on the throddle
  • More scratch than lucky luciano
  • Serve more mutha *****as than gronnup
  • Creep up on ya like dunnup
  • Send on to ya forehead and then like they said I fled
  • Cause Im the type of nigga thatll leave a horse head in ya bed
  • Take ya wife rape her no caper
  • Tie the ***** to the bed
  • Dont push me cause Im close to the edge
  • Real lunatic and sicc-fed
  • And thats some sentimental shit
  • I just might drip cream from my dick
  • When Im off that
  • Smirnoff gin mix with o.e. Im hard and wet
  • O.e. kept tellin me no
  • But this smirnoff gin kept tellin me yes
  • Mess maker raper
  • All about my paper
  • Throw yo hands over yo eyes
  • As yo thoughts intensify yo will (die!!!)
  • (chorus) x2
  • (deep voice)
  • Greetings..have a seat
  • Let me be the first to actually greet you to the basement
  • Weve heard youve been busy
  • Ahaha weve heard youve been busy
  • Weve learn from above that youve been
  • Doin a little bit of this
  • Doin a little bit of that
  • Stealing peoples scratch
  • Stabbin in the back
  • We dont think its fair !
  • When we found you you were nothing
  • Now you are our nothing
  • Is there room for unrest
  • Die.... you will !!!
  • (chorus)
  • I promise
  • Verse two:
  • Im wes craven on paper
  • So plug yo ***** clips
  • Cause I get sicker than a sifilous dick
  • And yo mama wont like my shit nigga
  • Admit if you was sittin up in yo room hi
  • Loaded up in yo tape deck ready to write yo tape next
  • Me I do hot sex
  • Razor blade and alcohol swarzanigga ceremonial ripsneck
  • Then I write my shit next
  • So feel yo insides and yo intestins when you mix me wit
  • The wisky tellem situation risky wit a nailgun through
  • Yo eye you will
  • I got this endo suckin me dry
  • I got this slut ***** suckin me dry
  • Bout to wet the bed up
  • It was the perfect setup
  • Bloody sheets (bloody sheets)
  • No body (no body)
  • No murder weapon
  • I got this endo suckin me dry
  • I got this slut ***** suckin me dry
  • It was the perfect setup
  • Bout to wet the bed up
  • Bloody sheets
  • No body (no body)
  • No murder weapon
  • (chorus) x4
  • Thats why we die x8
  • Thats my name dont wear it out
  • You dont know about my whereabouts

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