Cuz nigga we budded at the brain cell and blue down
Niggas 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 dope
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
Nigga so when I going dead I`m takin 2
Nigga rolls for shit
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 niggas 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 shits
Now lets let go of the smoke
Flow to the gangsta flow
Can`t none of them fucc with
Got nigga 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 nigga 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 shit like a bitch ain`t shit
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
Nigga so when I going dead I`m takin 2
Nigga rolls for shit
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 nigga
