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Once again I've to getchya Hitchya with the razor UnHoly, niggas need to stay up off my though Sick though, I hitchya with the wicked rhyme Stickin' it in your mind, rewind the Unload, explode, the new episode Paranoia, can't do for ya Helter skelter, melter, if I feltchya If I die, I'm to Hell, who do ya tell? Run from the Devil, shovel, grave digga How you gonna a dead nigga, if you figure I'm dead? Here's the upside ya head a hot piece a lead, an instead I walk the Flatline
If I'm on the Flatline's, it I'm 'bout to lose my mind is the seventh sign, and I'm runnin' outta time, so check this I'm a suicidalist, that means I ain't to die If I play the of death, that means I play the game to die roulette, get my TOOLy and act a FOOLy Unruly, you'll see me my cool G Click, click, click, click, clickity, click, the hammer, and when it slams, God damn, (gunshot) bam
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Well I walk the Flatlines and I'm 'bout to lose my gun in my hand, wrapped around my finger tips If I slip then I might a hole in my head out bloody redrum, for somethin' I said um My minds goin' Bedlam, flash backs of So much pressure, I my ammo off the dresser I'm shacking, I to tremble but be nimble, My minds starts crashing a cymbal and I'm in To calm me I think I better count to ten but I only made it to nine, I did a line