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 two-seata, holdin' on my heata Need a green leaf (bitch) don't ass smoked like reefa you quicker to meetcha muthafuckin' Jesus, believe this Hell on earth, how much is your life For 36 O's leave you with ya eyes closed doze, I arose, the 'Day of the Dead' Comin' wit the ooh just to paintcha down red I said 'Unholy' you got ''cause the day I rolled the world wasn't prepared My venomous, ending lust and with us a Mausburg bust
(Chorus) Bitches, I and I'll never stall So give me a call, I'll you all Y'all gonna in time, the chalk line da flatlines [2x]
Another evil day, melodic, Reel Life Product Mechanical, my smokin botanicals then reconstruct your whole structure Roll ya 'till it rupture If ya get off ya money is still cluster Gettin' clocked by hustler In game there ain't no 'trust us' ain't no justice, so if you fuck us, bullets will bust Retaliation is a must, A code of to this underworld violence Violence, A code of silence to this violence Blood money, cocaine got my runny But I somehow still manage to stay Run over you in the truck like a crash dummy My star to the 'round the world, they love me But no love for these hoes, I treat 'em all like foes Smoke 'em wit' the .44 like is the key to end all ya woes Ya ups, ya downs, ya gettin' highs, lows But money be the root of all I suppose same evil's got blood stains on my clothes That same evil's got stains on my clothes That same got blood stains on my clothes
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