Brotha Lynch Hung - I Don't Know What I Did Last Night lyrics

[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] Don't make me have to put your brains right up in a package My .357 make a n***a do backflips I can eat your guts and jump in a studio afterwards Cut 'em up with a knife then eatin' then I go back to work I'm a animal, a cannibal I live off a human meat And I chew brains like a cantaloupe I was walkin' down the avenue bloody like Lurch I run up in your church and let the heck [?] I cut them b**hes up after that I'm still in a hearse Put your knife in a neck of the reverend I'm stealing her purse And you know I love meat, well... Now I'm 'bout to have it with my n***a from D12 Now they 'bout to die because of my f**in' CD sells Cuttin' off the nuts and turnin' them n***as to females Then I f** 'em in the a** with a machete I'm deadly Leave your intestines on the gra** [Hook] [?] I don't know what I did last night It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah [Verse 2: Bizzare] [Hook] [?] I don't know what I did last night It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah [Verse 3: Fury] [Hook] [?] I don't know what I did last night It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah [Verse 4: King Gordy] [Hook] [?] I don't know what I did last night It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah