Uh, 1-2, 1-2 Yo, this one out to everybody out there that's... Walkin' on da flatline, out mind
Walkin' on da flatline, nine, when I I'm flyin' in a Benz two-seata, holdin' on my Need a green leaf (bitch) don't getcha' ass smoked reefa Sendin' you quicker to meetcha Jesus, believe this on earth, how much is your life worth For 36 O's I'll leave you with ya closed doze, I arose, the 'Day of the Dead' Comin' through wit the ooh to paintcha down red I said you got scared ''cause the day I around the world wasn't prepared My style venomous, ending and with us a Mausburg bust
(Chorus) Bitches, I ball and I'll stall So give me a call, I'll you all Y'all fill in time, the chalk line da flatlines [2x]
Another evil day, music melodic, Reel Life Mechanical, my smokin botanicals Deconstruct then reconstruct whole structure Roll ya 'till it rupture If ya get knocked off ya is still cluster Gettin' clocked by another In this game ain't no 'trust us' There no justice, so if you fuck us, bullets will bust is a must, plus A code of silence to this violence Violence, A code of silence to underworld violence money, cocaine got my nose runny But I still manage to stay scummy Run over you in the like a crash test dummy My star to the 'round the world, they love me But ain't no love for hoes, I treat 'em all like foes Smoke 'em the .44 like hydros is the key to end all ya woes 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 That same evil's got blood stains on my same evil's got blood stains on my clothes
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