[Esham]
Uh, 1-2, 1-2
Yo, this one goes out to everybody out there that`s...
Walkin` on da flatline, out they mind
Walkin` on da flatline, nine, when I rhyme
I`m flyin` in a Benz two-seata, holdin` on my heata
Need a green leaf (bitch) don`t getcha` ass smoked like reefa
Sendin` you quicker to meetcha muthafuckin` Jesus, believe this
Hell on earth, how much is your life worth
For 36 O`s I`ll leave you with ya eyes closed
Forever doze, I arose, the `Day of the Dead`
Comin` through wit the ooh just to paintcha down red
I said `Unholy` you got scared
`Cuz the day I rolled around the world wasn`t prepared
My style venomous, ending lust and with us a Mausburg bust
(Chorus)
Bitches, I ball and I`ll never stall
So give me a call, I`ll murder you all
Y`all gonna fill in time, the chalk line
Walk da flatlines [2x]
Another evil day, music melodic, Reel Life Product
Mechanical, my mind`s smokin botanicals
Deconstruct then reconstruct your whole structure
Roll ya block `till it rupture
If ya get knocked off ya money is still cluster
Gettin` clocked by another hustler
In this game there ain`t no `trust us`
There ain`t no justice, so if you fuck us, bullets will bust
Retaliation is a must, plus
A code of silence to this underworld violence
Violence, violence
A code of silence to this underworld violence
Blood money, cocaine got my nose runny
But I somehow still manage to stay scummy
Run over you in the truck like a crash test dummy
My star to the bitches `round the world, they love me
But ain`t no love for these hoes, I treat `em all like foes
Smoke `em wit` the .44 like hydros
Money is the key to end all ya woes
Ya ups, ya downs, ya gettin` highs, gettin` lows
But money be the root of all evil I suppose
That same evil`s got blood stains on my clothes
That same evil`s got blood stains on my clothes
That same evil`s got blood stains on my clothes
(Chorus)
