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 black lines of the dead bodies
Talk 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
With the hammer cock
On the glock
Infa-Red play connect the dots
With blood clocks
Blood stains
Here I go once again
On the flat line
That line is my maggot brain
(Chorus)
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 have 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 Commie Youngin
Larry Nethers and Walter Buttsa
Hope you in prison suckin on nuts
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 moves away 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
(Chorus X2)
Come down rude boy
Let me bust you with an automatic
Synthetic plastic toy
When holy
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 bees back in `93
Voices in my head always try to kill me
Now you wanna tell me you know 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
(Chorus 2X)
I got that funk-a-del-lic X14
I got that funk-a-del-lic locked in my maggot brain
