I Plotted (My Next Murder)

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 [bad word] 'em I make they bodies smell, I got a psycho [bad word] 
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 [bad word] #39; them [bad word] 
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

 [bad word] ]
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 [bad word] #39; blunt
Other [bad word] want
My siccness spit
Put it up in ya mother [bad word] 
Put it up in ya daughter's butt
And just when that's happening
My psycho [bad word] [bad word] up and she gone put a cap in em
Slashin' em, cut em half and butt it in that [bad word] 
And after the fact
I'm a [bad word] with psycho [bad word] 
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?
 [bad word]  somebody shut him up
Before I plug him up, gun em up, when is enough?
 [bad word]  nuts and hamburger
It's just another [bad word] murder.

 [bad word] ]
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