my stomach What's frustrating I'm havin problems with my old lady And lately she been against me and hatin Sayin fuck it I got to keep it ruggish and thuggish Mean muggin kissin and
Sin City Records presents Brotha Lynch Hung and Doomsday Productions The Plague In the beginning There was darkness And then came the light And everybody
bottle keeps turnin I'm creepin and callin your homies Up on it and you callin for help But nobodys there Now I'mt he suspect of a bloodbath And I left
you You embalmed and ready To get carried Buried up in your grave Trust me, I'm that deadly Just test me if you brave Eklypse I stay sick Eith Pit, Playboy, and Lynch