Brotha Lynch Hung
I Heard That Song B 4
(lynch)
Sick till i mothafuckin die!
Let me get a little strange
Thing is dang kids you know thats what its for you know what i mean?
Every time i hear some shit n***as sound more and more like me. makes me wanna quit this shit
Hold on ima do it like this
Try to find me its like im chinese
Somewhere in china they minor them n***as die easy
Them n***as winers i make em red as the 49ers
Leave em dead cut off the head n***a im a potent rymer
Im a pokish rifle give an eyeful im a sniper
Nobody like she cock back snaps like a viper
Im in to makin n***as quit the game split ya brain hit ya gang
N***as dunno what happened look at the picture frame
Im fifty one fifty mixed with cocaine toe-maine
Poison em put your boys in there after you get ate they get the same
Im insane something stuck in my membrane its them thangs
Tummy tuck em and then change clothes change shoes range rove your brain froze
They lose they know
I could rip a n***a to smitherines
I snake when i slither in then ima get my bitch to get the keys
Ain't that a bitch that n***a sounds like a mini-me im tellin you
Chorus
I heard that song before i heard it somewhere
No other rappers rap like the fo
Is he an imposter i just want you n***as to know
You got a thin roster ima eat em up like shrimp lobsters
Imposters