Brotha Lynch Hung Lyrics

Album: The Best Of Brotha Lynch Hung

Dead Man Walkin' Lyrics

Look up in the sky it's a motherfuckin slug

Some nigga done let one off and only my cousins sheddin' blood

That loccest muthafucka from 29 st. throwin up his flag 

some nigga got madd and went to the crib with a .45 mag 

returned to the set-up and let my cousin have it 

that nigga that died for the garden blocc 

gang did time for the garden blocc 

and ended up stuck in a muthafuckin casket but i dont be givin a fuck

im tappin up in your program before you know it

I'm creepin up on ya in a licorice dark black drop-top broham 

with a 12 gauge pump in da trunk and a clip full of funk 

and a fat purple kush blunt so call it what you want

I call it the fever of da funkhouse

Dumpin gauge shells in that ass leavin you face down 

chest down with a gang of guts hangin out yo ass nigga

you know tha process they wanna kill me 

now I'm a dead man walkin to my funeral can you feel me 

now and if die before your set gets blasted 

that's on the garden cause I'm gonna rise up out my casket

Chorus: repeat x2

I'm liquor sicc and I just might lose control

so load your clips loccs cause we ridin for our foes


And im out in ' 65 hardtop impala lookin for that 187

there we go and right behind em bustin wit my mac 11

straight bumpa to bumpa 12 gage pumpin was that little X loccsta

givin up his set and dumpin on niggas just like hes supposed ta

nigga this is real deal shit its not about crip or blood 

it's about pay back that family loves

so nigga now fuck yo whole click

like 24 deep they tryin ta kill me fo my fuckin tapes 

them baby rapes so nigga get out my fuckin face

If I was really bangin niggaz would know

cause I'd have they whole set lookin like L.A. when da earthquake hit 

nigga fuckin wit my tech I'm from da garden blocc

No matter what nobody say I'm makin my money 

and not lettin that bangin shit get in my way 

Niggaz get mad they wanna see the lynch rippin

I'm wearing blue yeah but motherfucker I ain't even trippin 

but for cousin Q-Ball, Mr.Doc,and Sicx my cousin eclipse 

and 2 of my kidz nigga catch these clips

Chorus

[Hung]

There aint no fuckin way my cousin's 

gonna lay up in a casket wit no retaliation

there aint no fuckin way that motherfucker died for that blocc 

so lets heat them motherfuckin glocks (2x)