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Once I've come to getchya with the razor slitchya UnHoly, niggas need to up off my dick though Sick though, when I with the wicked rhyme Stickin' it in mind, rewind the Flatline Unload, explode, here's the new Paranoia, can't do for ya skelter, mind melter, if I feltchya If I die, I'm goin to Hell, who do ya Run from the Devil, gotta shovel, grave How you gonna kill a dead nigga, if you figure I'm Here's the oops ya head Here's a hot piece a lead, an I walk the Flatline
If I'm on the Flatline's, it means I'm 'bout to my mind Death is the seventh sign, and I'm runnin' outta time, so this I'm a suicidalist, that I ain't afraid to die If I play the game of death, that means I 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 and I'm 'bout to lose my grip Gotta gun in my hand, around my finger tips If I slip then I might a hole in my head Sceamin' out bloody redrum, for I said um My minds goin' Bedlam, flash of Rambo So much pressure, I grab my 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 only made it to nine, I did a line