Dead Bitch lyrics - Brotha Lynch Hung

See I'm finna get butt naked (grrr)
I don't know what happened, see I just saw a house
An a lady up in the backroom
An a cocaine had me dizzy I was also off that wet cigarettes
So I don't know that gon' do, givin' a nigga a permanent tattoo
I spit poison, niggas call chem trails
I mobb deep, nigga, I think I got sickle cell
Anyway, got to stay focused, got make sure this bitch gon smell
I'mma cut the head off, send it to myself in the mail
Bitch, it ain't no helpin' to yell, you gon make it quicker bitch
Chewing muscles like licorice, you wanted to die you'll get yo wish you bitch
Human meat is my favorite dish, and I kill bitches for kicks
(Grrr)
I'm a tyrannosaurus rex, unpredictable I don't know what victim's door next
Get the stick in you torso or more so, cut'em up it was the main course tho
Zippin' 'em up an lockin' 'em up in the zip lock cloth

I did'n know (now I'm talkin' to a dead bitch)
I did'n know (now I'm packin' up a dead bitch)
I did'n know (now I'm shippin' off a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I don't be trippin' off a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was talkin' to a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was buttfuckin' a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was eatin' out of a dead clit)
I did'n know (now I'm nuttin' on a dead bitch)

(Grrr)
Now I'm smokin' on some loud, head up in the clouds
An I get to the gas station, ride hella miles
Put the body somewhere
Cut up the bodies nigga, I'm leave one there and one there
It was sum like a nightmare, kiss her and slit nigga
I don't fight fair or might there
I told you I be high
24/7 always hella drunk and ready to die
Turnt up
Sum's wrong with my head I might be burnt up
Brain cells goin' extra innings the game all long
Twelve o' clock midnight I'm running through ya house
Opposites is quiet as a mouse, we in ya hall way
An I'm eye rapin' the garage I waited all day
Scratchin' at ya dress with a knife
After I'm done it's about to be a messenger tonight
Kept runnin (runnin), the bitch she made a left and a right
And you can tell by the smell it's a murder session tonight

I did'n know (now I'm talkin' to a dead bitch)
I did'n know (now I'm packin' up a dead bitch)
I did'n know (now I'm shippin' off a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I don't be trippin' off a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was talkin' to a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was buttfuckin' a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was eatin' out of a dead clit)
I did'n know (now I'm nuttin' on a dead bitch)

I did'n know (now I'm talkin' to a dead bitch)
I did'n know (now I'm packin' up a dead bitch)
I did'n know (now I'm shippin' off a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I don't be trippin' off a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was talkin' to a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was buttfuckin' a dead bitch)
I did'n know (I was eatin' out of a dead clit)
I did'n know (now I'm nuttin' on a dead bitch)

Come here bitch
Open the door! Ma!
Ma! Open the door
You lock the
Open the door!
Open the door bitch!
Ha..now...I...told...you...I...was...gon....fuckin....kill...come in...fuckin...kill...you...you...fuckin...bitch!
This Travis
A Trav damn man, I think I just killed my mom man
You, you
Naw, naw I ran up in there man and this lady I saw her
Lynch!
I was high and everything man just fuckin killed her man
Slow down, slow down
I got her in the closet, I got her in the closet bro I just fuckin did it I stab her and
Lynch! Lynch!
What! What! I just killed her man I ran up in the house man I did even give a fuck
I was so high man what, what!
Lynch man your mother been dead for years what are you talkin about man
What! What!
Your mom, your mom been dead for years I..I...don't understand is this a what are you talkin
About man
Are you fuckin serious, well a fuck it I'mma do this then! Fuck it!
Lynch, Lynch! You there...alright man...ah...yeah
Strange music!

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