Brotha Lynch Hung - Manision Mysteries lyrics

must be some lecage in my clique some n***az den ran up in my sh** forced to use the 4 fifth leaven um layin in old 8 english piss got me all stressin and sicc pickin up bodies and draggin um body baggin um tryna get it all done befor the wagin come stashin um a put the scarface on the tv put the volume up to 10 and a half that way when the police come alpachino bust a cap i got away with the k**in it was self defence i had to rince n***as off the hallway walls send my hate out to all they dawgs yellin like a physco when i pulled it i was cuttin every bullet plenty of full clips f** um feed um gut tips got a tool kit fill um k** um up sh** i puttin n***as on the ground wit it f** n***as who aint down wit it they could hit the back door see imma hand dis im scandles like a preacher teacher if i gotta trip imma heat ya meat ya i swear im seriuos herious feriuosly hittin chest place i hitt the n***as up quick and had it all cleand up by the next day cause. (hook) i was shootin through the hallways tryna hit every thing in sight thinkin in my mind i knew this sh** could happen one night gotta hit that one left then i hit that one right now im in the room loadin up the y cleff quite steps click click boom n***a what u doin here dont u know i got kids see hold up he aint dead yet one mo to the ribs im tryna give body parts to relative like n***a u dont get it it cut when it did it n***a nuts and guts splitt when i did it. (Verse 2) night after night i had another thought of distructin until this evening couldnt believe they ran up in my home wit the heat buckin my babies watchin it front row seated with the crome to my neck mama no pain right know but later on dow