Lyrics:
gonna get
What you get... Flatline
You pressed the buzzer in my work today
I'm nine years old until you went way
CCTV says you went round the back
That's
on the line
Life's on the line
Flatline
Flatline
Black white and red
Black top withe bottoms
Spot em got em
Blood make red bottoms
Bad bitch wheres the rubber
And I have found my way
And I will not fade away
I will not fade
And I'll always seize the day
I will not fade away
My heart will not flat-line
I will
flatline
We are the virus
We deserve what we get
We will leave no survivors
We will walk with the dead
We are the virus
We deserve what we get
We will be
head spin, flatline, you're dead then
9 shells, Mac-10, "who wanna get it cracking?"
I was young, I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad
I ride, wreck
Contract killa, murder for the scrilla
Search, find a nigga, run up behind a nigga
Shoot car windows out to flatline a nigga
Gun pop, heart stop, homie
flatline, someone please revive me
I'm lost in the dark and there's no light to guide me
Wish I could go back before the damage was done
I wonder what I could
How long before I flatline can I ignore the beat of my heart
(Ohhh)
The beat of my heart
Will I ever shake this suffocating shame
Standing still while
make it flatline
Bet I do it better than the last time
VERSE TWO
When I'm alone, I picture you on top of me
And she don't know, the moans I hear when
Praise to God all the times he was there when I could've lost my life
Better know where you go when you die 'cuz one day we all gonna flatline
Yea we gon'
flatline you, get you robbed like Blac Chyna
The white party in Atlanta, the black party was bananas
Dabbing on em like a Panther (Cam)
Freddy glove
Bitch Imma Flatline ya
Ain't no talkin
It was ok
Til we
Seen him moonwalking
His hand on a glock
So we hurried up
And popped him
Boom
Sent
chillin', freakin' a funky dope line
But when they finish wit you (beep) flatline
Some say there's no business like show business
But if this the truth,
Luck]
Nigga I be, that chick that have you eatin through an IV
{*beep, beep, FLATLINE*} You cowards try me I'll let the slugs fly free
Where the rocks
a life of crime, some might sing or rhyme
To escape the ghetto before the flatline
Choices to make, what am I gonna do?
Got to use my talents, they
you keep it so fresh?
cnd how you keep it look like your vegan wish I was like that fresh.
Hard times, flatlines, stay in my lane you see. (See)
Boxed
is like that’s fresh?
Hard times flatlines
Stay in my lane you see
Boxed in but i boxed out
Niggas don’t wanna box with me
Don’t bend the corners
Don’t
personal
Now it's personal
I can't let it go
Go, go
Said, any day could be that time
Better watch your back end
'Till the day that I flat-line
Can
fistfight
Body on the curb, make him flatline
Bitch I'm insane, I don't act nice
Red dot, designate location, no conversation
Raging, stay shit main bitch
She
a nigga get flatline
You better not tell them none what you saw
Soon as I drop, I got flexed up
Fuck all that drama, got heat tuck
Iced out the hittas,
realized that you have to pay the price
Flatlines, tell me your fuckin' lies
Flatlines, but now it's time for you to die
Sitting all alone in my room
Flatline
Not the way of the suits
The one that suits me
Stand up
It’s time to make our way up
Atop the debris
Take back
Night City
Day by day
I pay my way
and be proud of it?
Flatline
Bullshit!
Why do I call myself a nigga you ask me?
Well it's because motherfuckers wanna blast me
And run me outta my
a flat-line, dead on the floor
Better than yours, driving away gettin' head from a whore
It's AvireX-to-the-Z
Fuckin' with me might get you banned from TV
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