Flatline

[Chorus] Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline Once it's gonna come and getchya Hitchya with the razor slitchya UnHoly, niggas need to stay up off my d**k though Sick though, when I hitchya with the wicked rhyme Stickin' it in your mind, rewind the Flatline Unload, explode, here's the new episode Paranoia, can't do nuttin for ya Helter skelter, mind melter, if I feltchya If I die, I'm goin to Hell, who do ya tell? Run from the Devil, gotta shovel, gravedigga How you gonna kill a dead nigga, if you figure I'm dead? Here's the oops upside ya head Here's a hot piece a lead, an instead I walk the Flatline [Chorus] If I'm on the Flatline's, it means I'm 'bout to lose my mind Death is the seventh sign, and I'm runnin' outta time, so check this I'm a suicidalist, that means I ain't afraid to die If I play the game of death, that means I play the game to die Russian roulette, hit my two and reenact the fooly Unruly, you'll see me lose my cool G Click, click, click, click, clickity, click, click Cock the hammer, and when it slams, God damn, (gunshot) bam [Chorus] Flatline....Flatline....Flatline....Flatline Well I walk the Flatlines and I'm 'bout to lose my grip Gotta gun in my hand, wrapped around my finger tips If I slip then I might catch a hole in my head Sceamin' out bloody redrum, for somethin I said um My minds goin Bedlam, flash backs of Rambo-acap