Album: The B Coming

Flatline

(Peedi Crakk)
uh, uh huh, uh huh, uh
I box ya fuckin head off
who gon knock tha kid off
none of yall wish one of yall come try me
I body lil home boy, silence that sound boy, come challenge me please
I promise you a homi, and im dippin in a bonnie,
and im fresh out tha county,
and I just taught my mommy how to shoot a lil tool, so I hate for you to run up, get one up in ya stomach, thats one less bullet out my hunned shot ooz, put ya finger in ya gunshot wound, run to the spittle and tell them p crakk not cool, we on that shit that make a dead man move, stop trains airplanes fall dog u gone lose, im on my twist you on my
list, I bring the wop outta tha spot its on like shit, that nigga crakk back and imma a pop off my blick, that nigga mac back yall need to hop off our dick.

(Beanie)
fresh out the federal cases I got several,
about four, five, just had to settle two,
they said I tried to show a nigga what the metal do, but didnt suceed the nigga still breathin, Attempt please I'dda hit em in his knees, wit tha mac wit the beam, that got back in tha breeze, only clap from the neck up, i'dda let the hevlar plug em, I dont think they make kevlar skullies, fuck em, I should've let the ar touched em, cuffed em, to the bumper trucked em, two side glocks, the juice semi and the hennie shot, 4 perks and a hit of whop, you shoot first if you
get the drop, the duece work if you hit the spot, lose the nurse someone get the doc, remove his shirt shit his pressure drop, check his vital signs hes hemoragin finished em him flatline.

(CHORUS)
(Beanie Sigel) loaded it roll up
(Peedi Crakk) back boy slack boy
(Peedi Crakk) slow up
(Beanie Sigel) all that rap
(Both) get that boy
(peedi Crakk) slack boy oh no
here we go another
(beanie Sigel) flatline P Crakk
Peddi Crakk) B Mac
(Both) is back boy flatline
(Beanie Sigel) get em up outta here
(Peedi Crakk) rrrring yea rrring yea
(Beanie Sigel) dont get plugged up
(Peedi Crakk) to the machine yea chine yea hold up he losin air am I clear
(Beanie Sigel) am I clear
(Peedi Crakk) am I clear
(Beanie Sigel) flatline
(Beanie Sigel) Yea
(Beanie Sigel) flatline

(Beanie)
B Sig ill squeeze the eag on you,
P Crakk let the mac rrring on you,
Paramedics breathe on you, Machines gotta breathe for you, ya faggot ass squad wouldnt bleed for you, get flatline,
im the wrong one, short temper wit a long gun, and my blick longer than a wick line, niggas snitch when the law come you betta run when tha boy come.

(Peddi Crakk)
Ring Crakk test his aim on you, B Mac just bang on you, flesh just hang on you,
and I dont know what you been told, but when my mac unload, im guaranteed to turn a nigga cold, got ten shots wit it present in tha top, resin off porschin eleven, about seven stops, to get back on this gat, I stole from my pop, Im not lyin, dont get ya ass flatline.

(CHORUS)
(Beanie Sigel) loaded it roll up
(Peedi Crakk) back boy slack boy
(Peedi Crakk) slow up
(Beanie Sigel) all that rap
(Both) get that boy
(peedi Crakk) slack boy oh no
here we go another
(beanie Sigel) flatline P Crakk
Peddi Crakk) B Mac
(Both) is back boy flatline
(Beanie Sigel) get em up outta here
(Peedi Crakk) rrrring yea rrring yea
(Beanie Sigel) dont get plugged up
(Peedi Crakk) to the machine yea chine yea hold up he losin air am I clear
(Beanie Sigel) am I clear
(Peedi Crakk) am I clear
(Beanie Sigel) flatline
(Beanie Sigel) Yea
(Beanie Sigel) flatline