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brotha lynch hung - suicide watch lyrics

[hook] x12
suicide watch

[verse 1: brotha lynch hung]
yeah, i’m in an all black khaki suit
in an all black room feeling like i’m in the back of the room
and i’m strapped to something that’s like out of a movie
that’s cool. k!ll like i’m in a dracula movie
that’s too practical, did a tactical movement
next thing you know i was loose and i was moving
brotha lynch hung go through the jungle with a machete
and i hunt those, then i cut throat
i don’t know what’s happening, maybe i’m blacking out
k!lling everybody in sight then smashing out
murder date n-gga, go ‘head ask him out
coathanga strangla n-gga, ask about him
like j-lo… oh, -ss is out
anybody’ll tell ya that n-gga’s an acid mouth
i will never lose, i’m cruising past your house
i’mma start chewing his meat if his -ss is out
hit me with the .50 – get your brains blasted
carry me a billy the kid and that’s plastics
buried n-gga, hid in the crib, and that’s-that’s it
i be on some dumping the dead n-ggas in caskets
do it for the bi-bi uh chop chop
do it for the b-tches, tch-tch-tch, slash ’em
i get all up in a n-gga head, aspirin
i could get a n-gga shot in the head, ask ’em
orville redenbacher, n-gga i’ll pop ya
tore his head like cotton, go need the doctor
call the coroner, leavin’ him in a corner
called his boys up, they gon’ be looking for him
put these toys up, disappear in the morning
eat these boys up, it was a little boring
sh-t his prime guts, i’m nuts, i’m sick
i must consider your highness, b-tch

[hook] x16
suicide watch

[verse 2: devious]
yeah boy, got my mind on the milli
hand gripped tight on the milla
finger on the trigger and you f-cking with a straight gorilla
dominate the enemy tremendously
and leave ’em with his face on the pillow
reppin’ madesicc n-gga, they don’t really want it
if you want it come and get it
come with it, i’mma spit it from the start to the finish
with no fault or pretending, hit all in yo’ mouth like a dentist
(is it the siccness!?)
they got a n-gga all in it to win it
busta better pardon my cripness’
put you on my hit list -gunshot-
and just bring a witness to the lyrical m-ssacre of these b-tches
played a part in inventing this
cut, slice, dice, chop, beef scrambled up, test and cook syrup
n-gga, ’cause i’mma hit ’em with
right, left, punch, uppercut, then throw pr-nouns and verbs
and many other words, i’m like a thunderbird
i mean a thundercat, that’s just the way i act
i put ’em on their back and that’s a known fact
i leave their motherf-cking sound and their line flat
you wanna habitat, where them g’s at?
i flip it like a mat and light it like a match
freddy krueger luda, with a ruger on his lap
poom, pang, ping, k!ll a dream like that
so where my n-ggas, yo? and where the b-tches go?
we paint a pretty picture from the ceiling to the flo’
we tear the club up, been done f-cked the streets though
if you really want it all you gotta do is let me know
you f-cking with my brotha lynch, i’m busting calicos -gunshot-
i creep up on you, you don’t wanna give you mo’
hotter than the sun, colder than an eskimo
blap at ’em with the 4″ and have ’em yelling geronimo!

[hook] x16
suicide watch

[outro]
i don’t know, (yeah) i mean
my whole point is that i just- i just want it and i- and i need it
what exactly is it that you want?
i need- i need your blood all over me
i think you’ve really gone mad
no, i’m just playing
i think you’ve really gone insane
let’s just- just go in a [?]
well that’s what you say
but i read the other day that you know that it was only for [?]

meanwhile

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