Brotha Lynch Bleeding House Mystery Lyrics

Bleeding House Mystery Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Brotha Lynch]

Must be some leakage in my click, some niggaz
done ran up in my shit

Forced to use the fo-fifth, leavin 'em layin' in
O.A English piss

Got me all stressin' and sick, pickin' up bodies 'n
draggin 'em, body baggin 'em

Try'na get it all done before the wagon come
stashin' them

Aye put Scarface on the T.V, put the volume up to ten and a
half

That way when the police come Al Pacino bustin' caps

I got
away with a killin', it was self defence

Had to rinse niggaz off the
hallway walls, send my hate out the ...(?)

Yellin' like a psycho when I
pulled it, it was cuttin' every bullet plenty of full clips

Fuck em, ...
(?)

Got a tool kit, (?) to kill em up shit

I be puttin' niggaz on
the ground wid it, fuck niggaz who ain't down wid it

They can hit the
back door, see I'ma handle this

I'm so scandalous, like a preacher to
teach ya of this (?) shit

If I gotta trip, I'ma heat ya and eat ya

I swear I'm serious, herious, feriously hittin' chest plates

I hit
them niggaz up quick and have it all cleaned up by the next day



[Chorus - Brotha Lynch]

See I was shootin' through the hallway

Try'na hit everything in sight

Thinkin' in my mind I knew this shit
could happen one night

Gotta hit that one right, when I hit that one
left

And I'm in the room fillin' up the wycelf, quiet steps - Boom!

Muthafucka what'chu doin' here, don't you know I got kids?

Hold up, he
ain't dead yet, one mo' to the ribs

Try'na get body parts to relatives,
like nigga you don't get it?

I cut when I hit it, nigga nuts 'n guts
ripped when I did it



[Verse 2 - Zigg Zagg]

Night after
night, I had another thought of destruction

Until this eve