[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Don't make me have to put your brains right up in a package
My .357 make a nigga 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 bitches 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 nigga from D12
Now they 'bout to die because of my fuckin' CD sells
Cuttin' off the nuts and turnin' them niggas to females
Then I fuck 'em in the ass with a machete I'm deadly
Leave your intestines on the grass
[Hook]
[?]
I don’t know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah
[Verse 2: Bizzare]
Evil thoughts, hear the sparks of neighborhood sicko
[Hook]
[?]
I don’t know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah
[Verse 3: Fury]
Grown oddity, smoke sodomy, love it
[Hook]
[?]
I don’t know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah
[Verse 4: King Gordy]
Hail Dark Lord Vader
Sure hope I make it up to heaven
I was seven when I was beheaded
Nigga, now I'm headin' up to God
He said it would be odd when [?] pulls off my drawers
Now my balls are all in God's jaw
Jesus fucking me
Holy shit the Holy Spirit's comin', he's pumping me
Give me break, the Lord bust a nut in me
Lucifer I'm used to ya, all you do is fuck and pee
Dahmer throat, I'ma choke, the Satan starts suckin' me
Havin' a threesome with God and Jesus
And we love to suck each others dicks 'til we cum
Take a journey inside, my mind's burnin'
If I keep on flirtin', then I will get nut squirted in my eye
Jesus took the Devil's pitchfork, what is this for?
Let me stick it up his ass 'til it get sore
I am the king of horrorcore
You can get your angel wings burned
Fallin' off like a sick bird
Hail Dark Lord Vader
[Hook]
[?]
I don’t know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah
I Don’t Know What I Did Last Night was written by Last American Rock Stars & Brotha Lynch Hung & Fury.
I Don’t Know What I Did Last Night was produced by Black.