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Once again I've come to Hitchya the razor slitchya UnHoly, niggas need to stay up off my dick Sick though, when I with the wicked rhyme Stickin' it in your mind, the Flatline Unload, explode, here's the new Paranoia, can't do for ya Helter skelter, melter, if I feltchya If I die, I'm to Hell, who do ya tell? Run the Devil, gotta shovel, grave digga How you gonna kill a dead nigga, if you I'm dead? the oops upside ya head Here's a hot a lead, an instead 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 outta time, so check this I'm a suicidalist, means I ain't afraid to die If I play the game of death, that means I the game to die Russian roulette, get my and act a FOOLy Unruly, you'll see me lose my G Click, click, click, click, clickity, click, the hammer, and when it slams, God damn, (gunshot) bam
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Well I walk the Flatlines and I'm 'bout to my grip Gotta gun in my hand, wrapped around my finger If I then I might catch a hole in my head Sceamin' out redrum, for somethin' I said um My minds goin' Bedlam, flash backs of So much pressure, I grab my off the dresser I'm shacking, I to tremble but be nimble, My minds starts crashing a cymbal and I'm in To calm me down I think I better to ten but I only it to nine, I did a flat line