Esham - Flatline lyrics
[Esham - Flatline lyrics]
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, fatline, flatline
Once again I've come to get 'cha
Hit 'cha with the razor, slit 'cha
Unholy, niggas need to stay up
Off my dick though sick though
When I hit 'cha with the wicked rhyme
Stickin' it in your mind, rewind the flatline
Unload, explode here's the new episode
Paranoia, can't do nothin' for ya
Helterskkkelter, mind-melter, if I felt 'cha
If I die I'm goin' to Hell, who do you tell
Run from the Devil, got a shovel gravedigger
How you gonna kill a dead nigga
If you figure I'm dead
Here's the oops upside your head
Here's a hot piece a lead
And it said I walk the 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, fatline, flatline
If I'm on the flatlines it means
I'm 'bout to lose my mind
Death is the seventh sign
And I'm runnin' out of 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
Get my toolie and act a foolie
Unruly, you'll see me lose my cool, G
Click, click, click, click, clickity, click
Click cock the hammer
And when it slams, Goddamn, bam
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, fatline, flatline
Well I walk the flatlines and I'm
'bout to lose my grip got a gun in my hand
Wrapped around my finger tips
If I slip then I might catch
A hole in my head
Screamin' out bloody redrum
For something I said, um
My minds goin' bedlam flashbacks of Rambo
So much pressure
I grab my ammo off the dresser
I'm shakin', I start to tremble
But Jack be nimble
My mind starts crashin' like a cymbal
And I'm in limbo
To calm me down I think I better count to ten
But, I only made it to nine i did a 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, fatline, 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, fatline, flatline
Once again I've come to get 'cha
Hit 'cha with the razor, slit 'cha
Unholy, niggas need to stay up
Off my dick though sick though
When I hit 'cha with the wicked rhyme
Stickin' it in your mind, rewind the flatline
Unload, explode here's the new episode
Paranoia, can't do nothin' for ya
Helterskkkelter, mind-melter, if I felt 'cha
If I die I'm goin' to Hell, who do you tell
Run from the Devil, got a shovel gravedigger
How you gonna kill a dead nigga
If you figure I'm dead
Here's the oops upside your head
Here's a hot piece a lead
And it said I walk the 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, fatline, flatline
If I'm on the flatlines it means
I'm 'bout to lose my mind
Death is the seventh sign
And I'm runnin' out of 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
Get my toolie and act a foolie
Unruly, you'll see me lose my cool, G
Click, click, click, click, clickity, click
Click cock the hammer
And when it slams, Goddamn, bam
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, fatline, flatline
Well I walk the flatlines and I'm
'bout to lose my grip got a gun in my hand
Wrapped around my finger tips
If I slip then I might catch
A hole in my head
Screamin' out bloody redrum
For something I said, um
My minds goin' bedlam flashbacks of Rambo
So much pressure
I grab my ammo off the dresser
I'm shakin', I start to tremble
But Jack be nimble
My mind starts crashin' like a cymbal
And I'm in limbo
To calm me down I think I better count to ten
But, I only made it to nine i did a 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, fatline, flatline