I woke up early in the mornin still yawnin hit the skiit and its on then I walk my ass out to my car bout to hit the bar but I didn't get far (why not
Hey doom niggaz Come get drunk wit me Is it alright? [Verse 1] See what you don't know is I'm a 5150 a schizo in the mist I keep my pistol in my grips
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
[Verse 1] I'm gangsta steppin Representin my block Jokes be the name 702 comin through yo hood Putting hollow slugs all up in your brain All up in yo
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