Brotha Lynch Hung has been described as the creator of the "horrorcore rap genre", and has sold 1.4 million cds independently. His rapping style has been described as smooth and quickly delivered.
Some listeners argue that Lynch Hung's 24 Deep album defines his musical style, but Lynch Hung has said in interviews and online forums that it does not.
Lynch Hung's second album Season of Da Siccness in 1995 proved to be the one of the most gruesome and mysogynistic Gangsta Rap albums ever released, graphically chronicling a life of drug use and sale, promiscuity, ultra-violence, rape, infanticide, and supposed cannibalism. This is Lynch's most commercially successful album, as it has now achieved gold album sales status.
Lynch Hung's lyrics are described as sicc -- having the same meaning as the word sick but utilizing the double "C" which is characteristic of local Crip gangsters (loccs) in Sacramento, CA and other parts of California. Lynch has stated in his song "24 Gone" that he himself is a Crip, residing in Crip areas of Sacramento has had an influence on his lyrics. He has been in gang confrontations, and he was shot once. He describes his real life experiences in his lyrics. He has since released Loaded in 1997. The next Lynch album was released in 2000 called EBK4 after a dispute with Black Market Records. The label allegedly restricted his creativity by featuring artists on the album against Lynch's will. Lynch asked his fans not to buy the album. He said "I don't care how they get it just don't buy it or steal it". Brotha Lynch released the DVD of Now Eat in 2000, which features a bloodthirsty and cannibalistic Lynch who goes on a rampage, killing and eating many people.
Lynch released Blocc Movement and Virus in 2001, Appearances: Book 1 in 2002, and in that same summer of 2002 he released his first DVD, Plague. Lynch's newer work includes Lynch by Inch: Suicide Note and Uthanizm in 2003, and the Now Eat DVD in 2000. In 2006 he released a collaboration with rapper MC Eiht entitiled "The New Season."
In May 2009, Mann signed a three album deal with Midwest rapper Tech N9ne's Strange Music label. In March 2010, he released his Strange Music debut, Dinner and a Movie, selling around 7,000 copies during its first week. His second Strange album, Coathanga Strangla, was released a year later in April 2011, and his third album with Strange Music, Mannibalector was released on February 5, 2013. The Horror-inspired trilogy told a fictional story of a crazed cannibalistic serial killer, struggling with life, family and the urge to kill. Each album debuted on the Billboard 200, and featured acts such as Snoop Dogg, Yelawolf, Hopsin and Tech N9ne among others. Following the release of the third album, Strange Music offered Mann a contract extension to keep him on the label.
Thats What I Said
Brotha Lynch Hung Lyrics
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(its 9 o'clock yal)
now I'm the type a nigga that a leave a horsehead in ya bed
sleep wit ya wife then, commit some knifin'
get away clean wit the scene block 17
in my lap, as i creep away in da black catallic
'cause you know i got shit ta do (mutha fucka)
fake id 'cause i been murderin mutha fuckaz like (like what) HIV
5 weeks lata nigga, god bless ya
now I'm stressed wit the smith-n-west (the west)
my music career ain't been the best
bound to have my momma wearin a tight dress
bitch, make my money right
or get ya throat slit, druggin in da bushes as ya inside gushez
then I'm smashin through the night, (in what)
my zarightiy with pacizi, hittin corners hella tight (ye right)
nigga, you know I'm right (oh)
my momma tought me, nigga don't givva fuck
and when i die, throw me in a joint smoke me up
that's what i said
I'm high about da hocus poucus
my diagnosis is a murderin sycosis, and mutha fuckaz know this (mutha fuckaz know dis)
I'm quick ta pull the pin up out the grenade and hand you the pineapple and say "here mutha fucka hold dis" (oh No)
look here da murda show
the sequence beginz wit freaks in da momo
we seein allabys provide, we freak wit
and now my niggaz ridin, slip clips -n- dipin and do dat shit, smokin budda shit
see, when they say siccmade is whispin
the tastes bitta, blowin mutha fuckaz inta smithaz (green)
triple X liquor
wit nothin but cursez in our verses
obscene, unfit for major main streem magizinez
lace you up in karoscene and see that ass ignite
i mean, we got the V8 for ya gangsta lead,
i see, war mashinez, and street marinez
dirt needlez in the hands of ghetto fiendz
I'm caught between, (what) the hard life, and ghetto dreams
got sceemz
wit black borrai'z, and get awayz like OJ (clean)
the rip gut, he got the canibalistic Q-Z
and the illigitimate got anotha 16 (umm humm)(ha)
you see, the front page newz, only show da inmates,
and not the cage, while,
a legends play wit the publics rage
fuck those that criticize, let em lead da lives
do da shit we done, and then say that we ain't right.
that's what i said
Black Pitt's in the backyard, i don't feed em
have ta bar about a pit a week, (why) 'cause they gotta eat
off that mad dogg 20-20 I'm bout ta take my money
ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage
understand dis, radiation in mushroom blast, its almost 20 G gotta plot my shit
and get my cash
D-Dub around the corner in da impala,
zig-zag in da trash with the auto-mag, last time i saw
beta, (what) stand look out by the liquor store, (aite) lowkey, hear some movement, (yea)
nigga you know you that hoe (ha)
times murda so I'm time platnium, creep,
wit a hand can, and takin out every nigga been standin
'cause I'm aggressive like a wolverin, beating, caught that ass and got up the gasoline had out ya worstest dream
then it all adds up (to what)
sittin in hawaii with a AK on my lap
(off that puffy stuff)
that's what i said
The lyrics to Brotha Lynch Hung's song That's What I Said are graphic and violent, detailing his experiences as a gangsta rapper. The song describes his ruthless tactics, including leaving horse heads in beds and sleeping with wives before committing murders. He talks about using fake IDs to avoid getting caught, and mentions that he's been "murdering motherfuckers like HIV." The song also discusses his frustrations with his music career and his willingness to do whatever it takes to make money, including threatening to slit throats. Brotha Lynch Hung also refers to his diagnosis of "murdering psychosis" and his fears of being caught and put in jail. The song ends with a reference to his desire to be cremated and smoked as a joint.
Line by Line Meaning
that's what i Said
I'm just repeating what I've already said
its 9 o'clock yal
It's late at night
now I'm the type a nigga that a leave a horsehead in ya bed
I'm the type of person who will assassinate and terrorize you in extreme ways
sleep wit ya wife then, commit some knifin'
I'll have sex with your wife then kill you with a knife
get away clean wit the scene block 17 in my lap, as i creep away in da black catallic
I'll make a clean getaway in my car with Block 17 in my lap
'cause you know i got shit ta do (mutha fucka)
I have important things to do
fake id 'cause i been murderin mutha fuckaz like (like what) HIV
I use a fake ID because I've killed so many people, it's like I'm infected with HIV
as i creep real slow threw ya blood vesselz (ya dig)
I'll slowly kill you and move through your blood vessels
5 weeks lata nigga, god bless ya
You'll die five weeks later and may God bless you
now I'm stressed wit the smith-n-west (the west)
I'm stressed out because I have a Smith & Wesson gun
my music career ain't been the best
My music career hasn't been very successful
bound to have my momma wearin a tight dress
I'm going to make enough money to help my mother, so she can wear expensive clothes
bitch, make my money right
I'm demanding that someone give me my rightful earnings
or get ya throat slit, druggin in da bushes as ya inside gushez
If someone doesn't give me my money, I'll kill them and leave their body in the bushes
then I'm smashin through the night, (in what) my zarightiy with pacizi, hittin corners hella tight (ye right)
I'll speed through the streets in my car, hitting corners perfectly
nigga, you know I'm right (oh)
You know that what I'm saying is true
my momma tought me, nigga don't givva fuck
My mother taught me not to care about what others think
and when i die, throw me in a joint smoke me up
When I die, cremate me and smoke my ashes
I'm high about da hocus poucus
I'm high on drugs
my diagnosis is a murderin sycosis, and mutha fuckaz know this (mutha fuckaz know dis)
I'm a murderer and everyone knows it
I'm quick ta pull the pin up out the grenade and hand you the pineapple and say "here mutha fucka hold dis" (oh No)
I'll give you a grenade to hold and then blow you up
the sequence beginz wit freaks in da momo
The sequence starts with having sex in the car
we seein allabys provide, we freak wit
We're having sex with prostitutes
and now my niggaz ridin, slip clips -n- dipin and do dat shit, smokin budda shit
My friends are driving around smoking marijuana and carrying guns
see, when they say siccmade is whispin, the tastes bitta, blowin mutha fuckaz inta smithaz (green)
When people say our music is dark and twisted, they're right because our songs are filled with violent lyrics
triple X liquor wit nothin but cursez in our verses
Our songs have explicit lyrics and contain swearing
obscene, unfit for major main streem magizinez
Our music is too extreme for popular magazines
lace you up in karoscene and see that ass ignite
I'll light you on fire and watch your body burn
i mean, we got the V8 for ya gangsta lead, i see, war mashinez, and street marinez
We have powerful cars and weapons for our gangster activities
dirt needlez in the hands of ghetto fiendz
Drug needles are being used by addicts in the ghettos
I'm caught between, (what) the hard life, and ghetto dreams
I'm struggling with the hardships of life and my desire for a better future
got sceemz wit black borrai'z, and get awayz like OJ (clean)
I have plans for escape routes and hideouts like OJ Simpson
the rip gut, he got the canibalistic Q-Z and the illigitimate got anotha 16 (umm humm)(ha)
My associates have dangerous weapons and are capable of murder
you see, the front page newz, only show da inmates, and not the cage, while, a legends play wit the publics rage
The media only focuses on incarcerated criminals, while legendary criminals continue their actions unnoticed
fuck those that criticize, let em lead da lives, do da shit we done, and then say that we ain't right.
I don't care about anyone's negative opinions, they should try living my life before judging me
Black Pitt's in the backyard, i don't feed em
There are dogs in my backyard, but I don't feed them
have ta bar about a pit a week, (why) 'cause they gotta eat
I have to buy a new pitbull each week because they need to eat
off that mad dogg 20-20 I'm bout ta take my money
I'm going to get drunk on Mad Dog 20/20 and spend my money
ski mask, gotta manage, better take advantage
I'm wearing a ski mask and taking advantage of the situation
understand dis, radiation in mushroom blast, its almost 20 G gotta plot my shit and get my cash
I need to come up with a plan to get my hands on some money quickly
D-Dub around the corner in da impala, zig-zag in da trash with the auto-mag, last time i saw beta, (what) stand look out by the liquor store, (aite) lowkey, hear some movement, (yea) nigga you know you that hoe (ha)
My associate is driving an Impala around the corner while hiding in the trash, and I recently saw Beta standing by the liquor store. I hear someone approaching, and I know who it is
times murda so I'm time platnium, creep, wit a hand can, and takin out every nigga been standin
Times are tough, so I'm going to sell drugs and kill anyone who stands in my way
cause I'm aggressive like a wolverin, beating, caught that ass and got up the gasoline had out ya worstest dream
I'm as aggressive as a wolverine and will beat you badly, then set you on fire with gasoline
then it all adds up (to what) sittin in hawaii with a AK on my lap (off that puffy stuff)
I'll have all the money I want and be relaxing with an AK-47 in Hawaii while smoking marijuana
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Aztecan Goddess
Been listening to BLH since high school. Ainβt about to stop now πβ€οΈ
Big bad wolf
Thatβs what I said
Phillip Ortega
Same here. I started really listening to him a lot my junior year which was back in 06-07. Good times for me
estewar03
Going on over 22 years for me. On a daily basis, baby please. EST 1998....
Corey Carey
@π HOLLA' @ A PLAyA' thoπΊ koo
vespaman0
Same but I'm sure I started later than most of y'all. I think I started in 2007 when I discovered horrorcore.
BluDragon Truck
We was slappin this back in the early 90's. I'm 40 now and this song still gives me the chills of what we used to do. 2019 and this still brings me back!
Bridget Fitzgerald
I just turned 39 in August, still one of the baddest raps I've ever heard. They don't make it like this no more.
BluDragon Truck
@Bridget Fitzgerald "These were the days of our lives"
Meach Dot
You mean late 90's. This dropped in '97