In The Beginning

Brotha Lynch Hung

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    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 was happy
    Then came the plague
    And the siccness and the doom followed
    Then everybody died

    [Verse 1]
    Funny funny,
    Mad Dog for the money money
    Grab y'all to the tummy dummy
    Some of you listen im stable
    It's nothin
    Like bein in a cell with Doom niggaz
    See a spell
    WWW make a motherfucka smell.Plague.net
    Real niggaz we bout techs
    Hit you in the neck
    Real gettas we buy guns
    When the shit get funkadelic
    Bound to hit you wit the ?? gun
    Shots to the abdomen
    Death becomes ???

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    [Verse 2]
    We tore this Northtown savage
    And I'm all about my cabbage
    I pierce my dick
    And I'm quick to tell some shit about hoes and automatics
    I'm equipped with a clique of rhymes
    I'm equipped with a clique of bitches
    I'm equipped with a clique of slugs
    Fo sho' to sink you with the quickness

    [Verse 3]
    Snake
    Through the streets of south Nevada
    Find me a simple minded bitch
    And I lick my lips and then I'm out
    Playboy 7, Northtown Doomsday
    Las Vegas homes
    Soon as I go
    I'm bout to say get 'em

    [Verse 4]
    The shit that got me hot
    Now I got my glock
    And I got it cocked
    So I'm a let it pop
    Like pop goes the weasel
    Motherfuck your Volvo horsepower
    Nigga you fuckin with a diesel
    That'll destroy your head up
    In your darkest hour
    Cuz nigga I'm a killa
    Better known to your baby mama as the rapist
    When I raise the people's hand and eyebrow
    Watch real life embraces
    So I put the smackdown
    On your candy ass
    And if you scared to get 'em up motherfucker
    We still gone blast

    [Verse 5]
    Here's a lesson in demonology
    I'm darin my enemies to size out chronologically
    Make no apology
    Trust no other motherfuckers
    Except my doom niggaz I crush
    Any punk bitch niggaz
    That wanna fuck with us
    Known for croppin motherfuckers down to the bone
    With a semi-automatic
    Double-edged axe blade chrome
    With an army like Anubis
    We keep comin no matter what
    So fuck a punk bitch that try to do to us

    Song details

    Composition: Platnum and Brotha Lynch Hung

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