I Plotted (My Next Murder)

I talked to Kev already He said, I separated myself from most homies Cause most 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 grips low, I'm mad They say my music ain't Strange enough So I signed on the dotted line with strange an stuff Now I'm back (I'm back), I'm bad like LL and ladies love me But fuck 'em I make they bodies smell, I got a psycho bitch She'll cut you well Leave you in a trashcan, you better get my mail I'm so serious, believe it I'm furious, I'm fuckin' them bitches While they on their period, I'm seasick See, here's my brand new meat dish Intestines and bell peppers and onions And salt, my delicatessen Cheap Trick, I want you to want me Then I turn around and put ya head in my humvee [Hook] 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 motherfuckin' blunt Other motherfuckers want My siccness spit Put it up in ya mother cunt Put it up in ya daughter's butt And just when that's happening My psycho bitch is running up and she gone put a cap in em Slashin' em, cut em half and butt it in that ass And after the fact I'mma keep coming with psycho shit 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 buttercup You can't even get with me did I stutter, what? Motherfucker, somebody shut him up Before I plug him up, gun em up, when is enough? Nigga, nuts and hamburger It's just another damn murder [Hook]