Frustrated Brotha Lynch Hung (Ft. Doomsday Productions)

Hey doom niggas
Come get drunk wit me
Is it alright?

[Verse 1]
See what you don't know is
I'm a 5150 a schizo in the mist
I keep my pistol in my grips
You disappear like extra clips
If you fuck wit me
Good luck wit me
I'm buck 50
Don't worry about trouble cuz
I brought the truck wit me
And I got the cowl 50
That's the only thing I trust lately
That and my babies
Cuz they ain't old enough to turn on me
After it's ??
Like these paperplate ass niggas
And these lyin ass bitches
All I need is me
The rest of you all can die in these ditches
I be a broke motherfucka
Trenchcoat motherfucka
Cut throat plus I'm motherless
And your stomach can't stomach this
My stomach is rumblin
Cuz I'm hungry
Confused and half dead and one of 'em
Them dark broom niggas
Spark the room niggas
Start to finish niggas
Then my heart diminish niggas
So let's start it then finish it then back to the start
I used to sing to myself in the dark
Cry in the dark kill in the dark it's all the same