Il testo della I plotted

Brotha Lynch Hung

(verse 1)
I was sittin in the room with a pistol, schizo
Fist full of bullets and my grips low, i'm mad
They say music aint strange enough
So i signed at the dotted line with stranger stuff
Now i'm back, i'm bad like ll
And ladies love me but fuck 'em, i make their body smell
I got a psycho bitch, she'll cut you well
Leave you in the trash can, 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 sea sick
See, here's my brand new meat dish
Intestines and bell peppers, onions in salt, my delicatessen
You cheap trick, i want you to want me
Then i turn around and put your head in my humvee

(hook)
I plotted my next murder in the bedroom, grippin on a pistol
Way too potent, it like cisco (overdose)
You aint gettin up in the mornin
Eat you over dinner and a movie, i'm schizo

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom, grippin on a pistol
Way too potent, it like cisco (overdose)
You aint wakin up in the mornin
Eat you over dinner and a movie, i'm schizo

(verse 2)
Somebody roll another muthafuckin blunt
Other muthafuckaz want my siccness spit
Put it up in your mother cunt
Put it up in your daughters butt
Just when that's happenin
My psycho bitch is runnin up and she gon' put a cap in 'em
Slashin 'em, cut 'em in half and butter that ass
And after the fact, imma keep comin with psycho shit
Murder in numbers like michael pitt
Matter of fact, liposuction
Gut 'em up and cut 'em up
My face is in the paper, all it said was "what a nut!"
You buttercup, you can't even get with me
Did i s-s-stutter? what muthafucka?
Somebody shut him up before i plug him up
Gun him up, one is enough
Nigga nuts and hamburger
It's just another damn murder

I plotted my next murder in the bedroom, grippin on a pistol
Way too potent, it like cisco (overdose)
You aint wakin up in the mornin
Eat you over dinner and a movie, i'm schizo
I plotted my next murder...