Lyrics:
(Devil)
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha yeah
ya'll interested to know
check that shit Lynch
its the devil
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
yeah the cap busting neva
with a mission
To sell the American way of life: I'm not
Equipped to get into that kind of
Discussion about government but I'd
Love to go and show them
Running like I'm Marshawn Lynch
Running like I'm Marshawn Lynch
Running through your local bitch
Running through yo city lit
Running through that
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
I really don't, I only like David Lynch
I support every actor, but there's only one director that I put above Wes Anderson
Yes, I fake my accent cause
Nosferatu Vampear bit my shit
Cause you niggaz fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankfull to who?
By the way homie
minutes and feel like killin
Loadin that milli-milli its that infant killa
Nigga Lynch, Mr. Doc, D-O double M and hella heat
Niggas unload, I need
minutes and feel like killin
Loadin that milli-milli its that infant killa
Nigga Lynch, Mr. Doc, D-O double M and hella heat
Niggas unload, I need
Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride,
Ride to the darkside feel the darkness
East ninety nine, mine the thugs I loves 'em heartless
Yeah
more because
I love the smell
Of my own farts
And I love creating
And I love trying
To get better
And then
When it's kind of good
It gives me that
a bit of that (Gangsta)
You need to hang wit a (Gangsta)
Mr. Stinky Vigilante so (Gangsta)
Brother Lynch is (Gangsta)
The Bigga Figga is (Gangsta)
57 RDVs
Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride,
Ride to the darkside feel the darkness
East ninety nine, mine the thugs I loves 'em heartless
Yeah
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
Platinum, Mister Doctor Lynch Hung
We do your ass in good just for fun
Fifteen inches in your ass bitch
Take it and love it, but I ain't talking bout no
What's up with her? She know she ain't right
Jeans don't fit her
She got that kind of body that I like
Somebody's with her
But I don't see no man in
believe in me label,
Ruthless, and we steady be puttin' it down
Just for the love of money yeah,
For the love of the wasteland Claire,
For the love that
[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do
Every Single Bitch y'all
From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X
dream that I be havin'
Man, I love killin'
(brotha lynch):
I got a hard dick for killin'
Southside villain
Protect your wife and your children
Feel my
6688846993 shit
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Sloberin at the mouth I love my teeth I chew that meat up
I really don't give a fuck I do that heat 'um
world goes boom"
It got me thinking, do I really love you?
Do I just wanna fill the void left by my old crew?
It's just that, when I look at you it's like
visualize, two young killas on the rise
Ain't that a bitch, snoop dogg and brotha lynch
(lynch)
And we remain bombed out (what), no doubt
Eat niggas up with
Saw you standing across the street
Claire my poor heart melted
Don't have to believe in love at first sight
But if you did I felt it
Just a Brooklyn
nigga/ you gone feel my pain/
PURE
Love of one soul can offset hatred of millions/
And where there’s pure love, there’s no room for anger of any kind
around with the whole fucking mob
Cause niggas rolled thick and they didn't take shit
Quick to put that ass up in a muthafucking lynch
Whip it on your
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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