Brotha Lynch Hung - I Plotted (My Next Murder) lyrics

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Brotha Lynch Hung - I Plotted (My Next Murder) lyrics

[Intro:] I seperated myself from most homies Cause my enemies started out to be close homies. Hehehehehe Yeah! Dinner and a Movie! Go buy my album (that's a fact)! Brotha Lynch Hung! [Verse 1] Yeah I was sitting in a room with a pistol, schizo Fist full of bullets and my grip stoked, I'm mad They say my music ain't Strange enough So I signed at the dotted line with strangest stuff Now I'm back (I'm back), I'm bad like LL and ladies love me But f** 'em I make they bodies smell, I got a psycho b**h She'll cut you well Leave her in a trashcan, you better get my mail I'm so serious, believe it I'm furious from f**in' them b**hes While they on their periods, I'm seasick See, here's my brand new meat dish intestins and bell peppers and onions an salt my delicates, ya see trick, I want you to want me Then I turn around and put ya head in my humvee [Chorus] I plotted my next murder in the bedroom Gripping on a pistol Way too potent n' like sisco Overdose You ain't getting up in the morning hit you over dinner and a movie I'm schizo I plotted my next murder in the bedroom Gripping on a pistol Way too potent n' like sisco Overdose You ain't waking up in the morning hit you over dinner and a movie I'm schizo [Verse 2] Somebody roll another motherf**in' blunt Other motherf**ers want My siccness spit Put it up in ya mother c*nt Put it up in ya daughter's bu*t And just when that's happening My psycho b**h is running up and she gone put a cap in em Slashin' em, cut em half and bu*t it in that a** And after the fact I'ma keep coming with psycho sh** Murdering others like michael pitt Matter of fact, liposuction Gutt em up, cutt em up My face is in the paper all it said was “what a nut” ya bu*tercup You can't even get with me did I stutter, what? Motherf**er, somebody shut him up Before I plug him up, gun em up, when is enough? n***a, nuts and hamburger It's just another damn murder. [Chorus] I plotted my next murder in the bedroom Gripping on a pistol Way too potent n' like sisco Overdose You ain't getting up in the morning hit you over dinner and a movie I'm schizo I plotted my next murder in the bedroom Gripping on a pistol Way too potent n' like sisco Overdose You ain't waking up in the morning hitt you over dinner and a movie I'm schizo