Esham - Maggot Brain Theory lyrics

[Esham - Maggot Brain Theory lyrics]

Let me give you a piece of my mind
You will find that I flip
Like Jeckel and Hyde
On a suicide track that I ride in fact
I walk the flatline of the dead bodies
Chalk lines when I walk lines
Thinkin of excuses mental abuses
Told you last year you should've murdered me
How you gonna kill a dead man
So you never heard of me
I feel no pain, you can't hurt me
If you squirt me till the tick tock
When the hammer cock on the Glock
Infrared play connect the dots
With blood clots blood stains
Here I go once again on the flat line
That line is my maggot brain

I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)
I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)

Some think I'm crazy
I done seen all type of doctors
All type of coppers in helicopters
Thinkin, thinkin bout drinkin me some liquor
Drop me some acid make my buzz come quicker
I don't give a fuck about Mr dennis Archer
Cause from day one I was
Down with Coleman Young
Larry Nevers and Walter Budzyn
Hope you in prison suckin on nuts, and
No justice no peace
That's why I pack my a piece
To protect me from the police
Cause they wanna kill a nigga
But still a nigga uzi weigh a ton
Motherfucker come and get some
But, if you come you came to the terrordome
Where there's only steal-plated chrome
In my maggot brain

I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)
I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)

I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)
I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)

Come down rude boy
Let me bust with an automatic
Synthetic plastic toy unholy
I'm out my mind so much
I need a brand new head
I'm good as Dead Boy cause I'm almost dead
When I kick it, I like my shit what, Wicket
With the insane in the brain poetry
You know me
I'm that nigga killed the fetus back in '93
Voices in my head always tryna kill me
Now you wanna tell me you
Be knowin how I'm feelin' good god
You be illin' cause I'm
Rootin for the villain
Plain and simple, simple and plain
You know my name
I got a migraine, in my maggot brain

I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)
I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)

I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)
I got the funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain (Background talking)

I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic
I got that funk-a-del-lic locked
In my maggot brain

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