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[Dead Boy]
Yeah,this muthafuckin Dead boy up in this bitch Yo,got my muthafuckin nigga Esham ready to kick this shit for you hoes [Esham] Walkin on the flatlines fumblin with the razor blade Rumblin with the ace of spade is where the wicket rhymes are made Sometimes I really feel like I just can`t deal with the pressures of life So I walk around with the bloody butcher knife Therapy,man I need some therapy cause ain`t nobody scarin me I ain`t got no love cause no one cares for me Slippin it into to darkness I`m beyond that and pass that Once I catch a flashback Snap and that`s yo ass Black Devil get a shovel,grave digga How you figure you gon` kill a dead nigga You gon kill a dead nigga Bloody body baby bloody man I`m nutty what he thought Nine dead bodies and I never got caught Walk the flatlines,man I walk the flatlines And dead body chalk lines make me walk lines I don`t sniff lines .45 slug to my mind Sometime I feel I`m on the flatline Man I need some therapy [Dead Boy talking] [Esham] I`m having suicidal thoughts Brain cells dead from the coma My aroma dead body rotten gone but not forgotten Seems like you forgot Man I took one shot Now I lay me down to sleep body hot rot Got no love when I was a toddler Now I swallow bullets for fun playin games with the gun Hope I spit up,get up,throw up,mind blow up I told my teacher I want to be like Hitler when I grow up Now I got a mental block got the pussy hammer cocked Tick tock and ya don`t stop make the pussy pop To the break of dawn,to the break of dawn Once again it`s on .357 chrome plated to my dome Now I know you want to know about knowing what I`m knowing If you knew me you would know that I be flowing Dead boy killa,guerilla stilla illa chilla I`m going out of my mind on the realla my nilla Man I need some therapy [Dead Boy talking] [Esham] So tell me what you think about the psychadelic funkadelic relic In my maggot brain All types of things happen,insane I can`t explain how I wonder let me take you under With this suicidalist ain`t afraid to die Who wonder why I think this way So we all gotta die one fuckin day Ain`t no way I`ma say I love you now Cause my heart`s so cold I don`t know how Now you hate what you create wicket mind state Gotta date with death and what`s left`s my fate Fuck tomorrow no sorrow I live today And I don`t give a fuck about what you say I`ma ride this suicide this I decide this Life I live All take no give And if I take sum back then I must be wrong But dead men don`t sing no fuckin songs I need some therapy [Dead Boy talking]
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