Brotha Lynch Hung - Rest In Piss Lyrics
I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night I hit the gatesLoad the ak and post up, in the window till come day, anyway heyI feel the pay, back simmering in my brainBut thought of death cloud my mindAs my niggas is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packedBut who really got my backFade now that them niggas hit the graveIm killing them off for the olds days24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple kush and make me sickerThan sick and even get ripgut cannibal if you wishCause nigga its ebk everyday all day to the day I dieIm creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10Ar15 rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunkAnd a black beany disguiseThat nigga that you cant see just cus of them bloccsta loccs over my eyesCrept like a black cat with a macWith a mac 10 in my lap with fat sack of that shagTook a hit of that shit and seen some niggas with a 4-5thSo I let em have it ounces of ol e for oh no that indonesia spliffAnd a 9 millimeter for the nigga thatll pump and dump 1 in your *****And put her in her graveWith that empty 40 ounce bottle and dont leave a dripThen bounce to that ounceWith a lack and a mac and a fat sac of that indo shitIm sicker than sick you niggas gotta admit when iGrab my shit you either gone or get caught with a hot oneNigga so rest in piss(chorus)Just call me agent double o duece foe blockI got that 9 milli glock and ready to put one in your knotRest in piss (shit) (repeat 4x)(verse 2)(brotha lynch)From the rep of the depth of the double oDuece foe block with a glock in my pocketFull of that sac shit you betta wear a bullet proof vestWhen Im at your set betta pack you a techCause Im at your neck with a clip full of that shitNigga dont trip when I put one in your dick that ripgut cannibalHannibal shit nigga nuts and guts all over my chestAnd stomach running to the lac threw my strap in the backTwist me up a sack and Im back on the garden blockKicking it with maniac the nigga that a maniac sicker than sickWhen a clips in progress put on the groundWith a brain full of them nine slugs read him in readers digestUh I found a new love trickeling in my brain half of the dojaHalf of the oe half of the fact that I am insane nigga frum tha duece 4Blocctsa where niggas never put their glocks upAnd get their *****s sucked nigga you just cant stop usLoc to the brain insane with a main game that will maintainUntouchable cut your throat and leave you in the streetWith a lynch around your throat mother*****erCause you aint got no love foe the blockPop gotta hot foe that 24 street blockNigga that took a shot rest in piss(chorus)--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
