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BROTHA LYNCH HUNG lyrics : "Die"

[Chorus x2]
DIE, Like the ones before you
One by one we will take you

Aaahhhhhhggh....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 (*##$ ^!$$% dig a ditch deeper
I'ma take yo head with this street sweeper
leave yo brains on yo speaker

smash off in yo jeep
do the (*##$es I'ma 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 I'm the type of ^!$$% that'll leave a horse head in ya bed

take ya wife rape her no caper
tie the (*##$ to the bed
don't push me cause I'm close to the edge

real lunatic and sicc-fed
and thats some sentimental %#@!
I just might drip cream from my dick

when I'm off that
Smirnoff Gin mix with O.E. I'm 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]

[First Degree The DE]

Greetings... have a seat...
let me be the first to actually greet you to the ba!@&(t
we've heard you've been busy

AHAHA we've heard you've been busy
we've learn from above that you've been
doin' a little bit of this

doin' a little bit of that
stealing peoples scratch
stabbin' in the back

we don't 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]
I'm Wes Craven on paper
so plug yo #~!!@ clips

cause I get sicker than a sifilous dick
and yo mama won't like my %#@! ^!$$%
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 swarza^!$$% ceremonial ripsneck

then I write my %#@! next
so feel yo insides and yo intestins when you mix me wit
the wisky tell'em situation risky wit a nailgun through

yo eye you will
I got this endo suckin me dry
I got this !@#% (*##$ 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 !@#% (*##$ 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 don't wear it out
you don't know about my whereabouts

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