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I Don't Know What I Did Last Night

by The Black Keys

[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Don't make me have to put your brains right up in a package
My .357 make a n*gga 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*tches 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*gga from D12
Now they 'bout to die because of my f*ckin' CD sells
Cuttin' off the nuts and turnin' them n*ggas to females
Then I f*ck 'em in the ass with a machete I'm deadly
Leave your intestines on the grass

[Hook]
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I don't know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah

[Verse 2: Bizzare]

[Hook]
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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]
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I don't know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah