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