BROTHA LYNCH'S CORNER

This is a relatively new section on the blog showcasing the poignant, poetic lyrics of Brotha Lynch Hung; one of rap's most talented rap singers: This Month's selection is from the song 'Return Of Da Baby Killa' off of his 1994 'Season of da Siccness' album:

"As I creep, picture every human that I seek / Slabs of human meat
Cause my kids gotta eat / I lives kinda deep, dark, up in tha cut
Where niggas load they nines, and barrel-fuck a slut /
Nigga, what? You ain't even seen me in my prime /
Eatin' baby brains, baby veins, baby spines /
I know they be cryin' when I'm cuttin' off the neck /
I'm peelin' off the skin for some bacon-fried croquettes /
Baby villain spine, that baby-killin' mind /
A fifth-pound of gin cause I know I'm doin' time /
So catch me now before I do my next crime /
My kids' gotta eat, somebody's baby's on the line, -nigga /
Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper /
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker /
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh? /
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga! / -Now eat!"