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  • Cuz ******** we budded at the brain cell and blue down
    ********s don't show they face unless they locs
    Blue rides blue flags everyone else was fuccin hoes
    Cut though get stucc in the spot
    And I could barely breath up in ths biatch
    From all the smoke, god damn
    Loc's eyes is bustin while I choke
    Tote one more to tote
    Throw the joint to Lynch and slice some mo ****
    Adjust my strap so that it's coo and take a sip of 4
    Now it ain't no cavies burnin but chronic got my lips toe up
    All at each others throat cuz '94 was crazy as fucc
    So I steps out look up at the darkness
    Glad it's night and that I'm alive
    Ready to die, don't ask why
    I don't know why it's like that
    Just know that locs is gonna die
    ******** so when I going dead I'm takin 2
    ******** rolls for ********t
    9 for the fuccin set brain
    [Chorus]
    LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Went to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Drank LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Went to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    I stay high, for the reason ********s is in the season
    And I'm sicc of the fuccin stress
    Fill 'em up Loc 2 Da Brain and
    Fill 'em up like quicc to the ********ts
    Now lets let go of the smoke
    Flow to the gangsta flow
    Can't none of them fucc with
    Got ******** rolls dyin from contact smoke
    It's a Loc 2 Da Brain insane thang
    We smoke to the brain and gang bang with folks
    Got a indo theory for any ******** that's out there trippin off that loc
    Now who wanna smoke and who wanna get smoked
    By the gang that's staight loc
    Cuz a punk ain't ********t like a ******** ain't ********t
    They can all get crept with 4's
    So I steps out look up at the darkness
    Glad it's night and that I'm alive
    Ready to die, don't ask why
    I don't know why it's like that
    Just know that locs is gonna die
    ******** so when I going dead I'm takin 2
    ******** rolls for ********t
    9 for the fuccin set brain
    [Chorus]
    LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Went to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Drank LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Loc to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Now LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Went to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Drank LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Now LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Loc to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium ********
  • Cuz ******** we budded at the brain cell and blue down
    ********s don't show they face unless they locs
    Blue rides blue flags everyone else was fuccin hoes
    Cut though get stucc in the spot
    And I could barely breath up in ths biatch
    From all the smoke, god damn
    Loc's eyes is bustin while I choke
    Tote one more to tote
    Throw the joint to Lynch and slice some mo ****
    Adjust my strap so that it's coo and take a sip of 4
    Now it ain't no cavies burnin but chronic got my lips toe up
    All at each others throat cuz '94 was crazy as fucc
    So I steps out look up at the darkness
    Glad it's night and that I'm alive
    Ready to die, don't ask why
    I don't know why it's like that
    Just know that locs is gonna die
    ******** so when I going dead I'm takin 2
    ******** rolls for ********t
    9 for the fuccin set brain
    [Chorus]
    LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Went to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Drank LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Went to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    I stay high, for the reason ********s is in the season
    And I'm sicc of the fuccin stress
    Fill 'em up Loc 2 Da Brain and
    Fill 'em up like quicc to the ********ts
    Now lets let go of the smoke
    Flow to the gangsta flow
    Can't none of them fucc with
    Got ******** rolls dyin from contact smoke
    It's a Loc 2 Da Brain insane thang
    We smoke to the brain and gang bang with folks
    Got a indo theory for any ******** that's out there trippin off that loc
    Now who wanna smoke and who wanna get smoked
    By the gang that's staight loc
    Cuz a punk ain't ********t like a ******** ain't ********t
    They can all get crept with 4's
    So I steps out look up at the darkness
    Glad it's night and that I'm alive
    Ready to die, don't ask why
    I don't know why it's like that
    Just know that locs is gonna die
    ******** so when I going dead I'm takin 2
    ******** rolls for ********t
    9 for the fuccin set brain
    [Chorus]
    LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Went to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Drank LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Loc to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Now LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    With LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Went to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Drank LIQUOR!(liqour) MURDER!(murder)
    Sherm to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium
    Now LIQUOR! MURDER!
    Loc to the fuccin brain, brain
    Fill 'em up with slugs
    Fill 'em up, fill 'em up to his cranium ********