[Brotha Lynch Hung]
Lynch'll hold them at gunpoint
Fucking them up, my niggas go anguish
Smell the meadow of the nine in your nose, it goes
Boom, your brains are liquid, contains a liquid
The pain's that endangered shit you can't fuck with
'Cause now I got the motherfucking sickness
A bucking atheist, put triple six six sick shit
Sipping off the ??? of a nine, but at the same time, lickin' off the blood on my mind
Now the motherfucker's minds is fucked up, mixed up
And I treat them like a 40 and sip them up
A young nigga on the fiend for Brotha Hung
To take them on a state of a nigga Lynch theory
Crucifix style-ism, a six prism a circumcision ??? give 'em, I'm servin' venom, I hurt ???
And overdo them, put a nine to them a brain occurs
To let them know the Brotha Lynch is endangered
Shoot the nigga again with something prosperous
Something like some anti-gospel hits
Pain killer, the main thriller, the same nigga who
Back in the day came smooth with, my trigger goes boom
Even now my trigger goes click, 'cause Triple Six still got my clip
Then motherfuckers step up and Triple Six shit, my sickness kicks in
Fucking them in the asshole, blood on my dick skin
A nigga named Lynch killing infants and infants
A gangster style ???
Boom, niggas never seen me go rip guts
Blast, witness the baby hanging all out the bitch's ass
Me and Triple Six just laugh for the fuck of it
You die first, I die hella fast
But motherfuckers got something to say, I'm like
"Fuck 'em", facts coming straight from RJ
The Triple Six ??? load 'em up in the creek
Rocks up, hold 'em up on his feet
My niggas straight loaded off death stroke and venom and fuck with it
Give me some of that same shit ???
Triple Six shoot me up with ounces, make it hurt
Hit me with the arsenic acid and make it work
A nigga straight schizo walk the shit
Put my nigga's nine in my mouth and unload it
Boom, tripping 'cause it ain't no clip
Tripping 'cause it ain't ripping 'cause the blank won't hit
??? closer to death shit
The nigga Lynch made up his brain when he left it
Meaning I'll be back, meaning I'll stalk the motherfucker
Leaning back, cock the motherfucker
I'm a lay in my grave until another one of them comes to dig me up
Crazy as a motherfucker - and I'm in there
Lynch'll hold them at gunpoint
Fucking them up, my niggas go anguish
Smell the meadow of the nine in your nose, it goes
Boom, your brains are liquid, contains a liquid
The pain's that endangered shit you can't fuck with
'Cause now I got the motherfucking sickness
A bucking atheist, put triple six six sick shit
Sipping off the ??? of a nine, but at the same time, lickin' off the blood on my mind
Now the motherfucker's minds is fucked up, mixed up
And I treat them like a 40 and sip them up
A young nigga on the fiend for Brotha Hung
To take them on a state of a nigga Lynch theory
Crucifix style-ism, a six prism a circumcision ??? give 'em, I'm servin' venom, I hurt ???
And overdo them, put a nine to them a brain occurs
To let them know the Brotha Lynch is endangered
Shoot the nigga again with something prosperous
Something like some anti-gospel hits
Pain killer, the main thriller, the same nigga who
Back in the day came smooth with, my trigger goes boom
Even now my trigger goes click, 'cause Triple Six still got my clip
Then motherfuckers step up and Triple Six shit, my sickness kicks in
Fucking them in the asshole, blood on my dick skin
A nigga named Lynch killing infants and infants
A gangster style ???
Boom, niggas never seen me go rip guts
Blast, witness the baby hanging all out the bitch's ass
Me and Triple Six just laugh for the fuck of it
You die first, I die hella fast
But motherfuckers got something to say, I'm like
"Fuck 'em", facts coming straight from RJ
The Triple Six ??? load 'em up in the creek
Rocks up, hold 'em up on his feet
My niggas straight loaded off death stroke and venom and fuck with it
Give me some of that same shit ???
Triple Six shoot me up with ounces, make it hurt
Hit me with the arsenic acid and make it work
A nigga straight schizo walk the shit
Put my nigga's nine in my mouth and unload it
Boom, tripping 'cause it ain't no clip
Tripping 'cause it ain't ripping 'cause the blank won't hit
??? closer to death shit
The nigga Lynch made up his brain when he left it
Meaning I'll be back, meaning I'll stalk the motherfucker
Leaning back, cock the motherfucker
I'm a lay in my grave until another one of them comes to dig me up
Crazy as a motherfucker - and I'm in there
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