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Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
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Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
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Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
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Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
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Flatline, Flatline, Flatline, Flatline
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Once it's gonna come and getchya
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Hitchya with the razor slitchya
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UnHoly, niggas need to stay up off my dick though
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Sick though, when I hitchya with the wicked rhyme
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Stickin' it in your mind, rewind the Flatline
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Unload, explode, here's the new episode
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Paranoia, can't do nuttin for ya
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Helter skelter, mind melter, if I feltchya
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If I die, I'm goin to Hell, who do ya tell?
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Run from the Devil, gotta shovel, gravedigga
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How you gonna kill a dead nigga, if you figure I'm dead?
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Here's the oops upside ya head
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Here's a hot piece a lead, an instead I walk the Flatline
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If I'm on the Flatline's, it means I'm 'bout to lose my mind
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Death is the seventh sign, and I'm runnin' outta time, so check this
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I'm a suicidalist, that means I ain't afraid to die
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If I play the game of death, that means I play the game to die
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Russian roulette, hit my two and reenact the fooly
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Unruly, you'll see me lose my cool G
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Click, click, click, click, clickity, click, click
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Cock the hammer, and when it slams, God damn, (gunshot) bam
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[Chorus]
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Flatline....Flatline....Flatline....Flatline
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Well I walk the Flatlines and I'm 'bout to lose my grip
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Gotta gun in my hand, wrapped around my finger tips
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If I slip then I might catch a hole in my head
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Sceamin' out bloody redrum, for somethin I said um
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My minds goin Bedlam, flash backs of Rambo
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So much pressure, I grab the ammo off my dresser
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I'm shakin', I start to tremble, for Jack Me Nimble
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My mind starts crashin' like a symbol, and I'm in limbo
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To calm me down I think I better count to ten
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But I only made it to nine, I did a Flatline
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[Chorus]
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Flatline
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| Esham |
