Flatline

 

 

They say true music comes from the heart. I skip a beat and I Flatline!

F-bombs in every fucking sentence. You would think it's a land mine

I must be sick in the head, going out of my damn mind

Someone about to be dead.Motherfucker, you damn right.

 

 

M4a1 with a hundred mag and a couple of other attachments that I probably

 

shouldn't have but I'm about to cause a bloodbath.

 

All of you scumbags and dumbasses are

 

just faggots that are slower than molasses.

 

Not just that, but if y'all don't get off my nutsack

 

so I can bust like I'm a bust ass, I'ma go on a cussing spree. Fuck that!

 

I'm on a Killing spree like I just popped a UAV.

 

Why'd you call me hairlip when you don't even have a mustache?

 

Besides, body count is no must-have when everybody just got bodied.

 

You ain't gonna come back from that. It's just sad that you're abashed.

 

This shit saved as a rough draft but just as it looks like you hit a rough patch!

 

 

They say true music comes from the heart. I skip a beat and I Flatline!

F-bombs in every fucking sentence. You would think it's a land mine

I must be sick in the head, going out of my damn mind

Someone about to be dead.Motherfucker, you damn right.

 

 

I'm staying on business, ain't playing no games in this industry.

 

I decided I was gonna start making a difference.

 

Everybody came off their shit since I made 'em the bane of existence.

 

Maintain my distance, this is ain't the same district

 

and we got no place for the diss, shit.

 

I may be a bitch but at least ain't no one's bitch, bitch.

 

Maybe this shit is the reason you want me on your hit list.

 

Have you came to your senses?

 

Are you still angry at me at the fact that I made you lose interest?

 

In eating your food, when I vomited on your plate in the kitchen?

 

In the very same instance, simultaneously twisted my ankle and then flipped

 

You may be a menace like a kid named Dennis.

 

I might start hanging my dentist

 

because when I got braces in place the retainer didn't fit.

 

I splatter blood all over the page while I'm raging like misfits.

 

It's different day but the same shit still exists.

 

It never changes and not a single day goes by that I ain't like fuck this shit.

 

 

They say true music comes from the heart. I skip a beat and I Flatline!

F-bombs in every fucking sentence. You would think it's a land mine

I must be sick in the head, going out of my damn mind

Someone about to be dead.Motherfucker, you damn right.