Uh, 1-2, 1-2 Yo, this one out to everybody out there that's... Walkin' on da flatline, out they
Walkin' on da flatline, nine, I rhyme I'm flyin' in a Benz two-seata, on my heata Need a green leaf (bitch) don't getcha' ass smoked like Sendin' you quicker to meetcha muthafuckin' Jesus, this Hell on earth, how is your life worth For 36 O's I'll leave you with ya closed Forever doze, I arose, the 'Day of the Comin' through wit the ooh just to down red I said 'Unholy' you got ''cause the day I rolled around the wasn't prepared My style venomous, ending and with us a Mausburg bust
(Chorus) Bitches, I and I'll never stall So give me a call, murder you all Y'all gonna in time, the chalk line Walk da flatlines
Another evil day, music melodic, Reel Life Mechanical, my mind's botanicals then reconstruct your whole structure Roll ya 'till it rupture If ya get knocked off ya money is cluster Gettin' clocked by another In this game there ain't no us' There ain't no justice, so if you fuck us, will bust Retaliation is a must, A of silence to this underworld violence Violence, A code of to this underworld violence Blood money, cocaine got my nose But I somehow still manage to scummy Run over you in the truck like a crash dummy My star to the bitches 'round the world, love me But ain't no love for these hoes, I 'em all like foes 'em wit' the .44 like hydros Money is the key to end all ya Ya ups, ya downs, ya highs, gettin' lows But be the root of all evil I suppose That same evil's got stains on my clothes same evil's got blood stains on my clothes That same evil's got blood stains on my
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