Brotha Lynch Hung

Nigga Deep (The First Recordings)

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(Talking)Yeah, straight from the muthafuckin dueceIt`s the Brotha Lynch Hung once again, ya know what I`m sayinAnd all I see is muthafuckin devils and gunsmoke, ya knowBut I ain`t gon` trip, I`m just gon kick some shit for y`all muthafuckasSo peep this outNiggas better always knowFor y`all so-called devils and gunsmokeWalkin through the dueceYa got, better eat, no jokeLivin life like a muthafuckin criminalWatchin my back from gettin jacked by the 5-0One-time peepin a nigga outA couple a dank sacks in my DickiesOl` English in my mouthYa know, and if it wasn`t for my muthafuckin skin toneI wouldn`t even trip, just strike my black ass homeEven if I had a chromeI bust two caps and head homeHopin to hit fools right in the dome`Cause all I see is devils and gunsmokePussy and hoes, and hella blood when my nine blowsA young nigga on the rage, rampageTwenty-four years of age with a 40 and a 12-gaugeAnd then a muthafucka changeBaby killin ass nigga and ain`t a damn thang strangeA muthafucka sold juice, bulletproofKnown to eat a pussy and put a gun inside of it and shootA nigga wit` a mind so badClose my eyes, and all I see is little bloody babies in a Glad bagNigga, Manson ain`t shitI got niggas killin mamas and niggas on the devils dickBut now it all adds up the this, loccNiggas hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmoke(talking)Yeah, you know what my drunk ass father told meHe said `look little nigga, you have to run your own muthafuckin life`And I was trippin, `cause this muthafucka had a gun to my muthafuckin headIt was about 12 o` clock, somethin don`t smell rightI`m in the hall in the middle of the nightSomethin reekin like sweat, drippin off a burnt up pigMuthafuckas in the crib, crept through the hall like a thiefFiends a fiends, and cocaine smoke nigga no-nameFolks run in the crib, you know the situations tore upMy homies sellin dope to my folks but you know whatI don`t give a fuck no more `cause I`ma blow upUsin all the fury inside to make some more cuts`Cause all I see is what?Black muthafuckas walkin `round tryna` found out what`s whatSmoke up, but all I see is threatsSwear if I see anotha muthafucka I don`t knowIn my crib, I`ma shoot him in the neckPimp respect for a muthafuckin vetCausin anotha nigga deathDo a little time for a slutShoot before I get shot, playin fools like a half deck`Cause all I see is devils and gunsmokeI say that `cause I don`t wanna claim and end up like X-RaidedYou know I gotta eat if I eat ya, see if I see yaShoot up, then I`m on my way`Cause my mama used to say, it ain`t a hoaxBecause niggas are hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmoke

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