Flat Line

Ayo Paz, yo Blac I rep Official Pistol Gang all mothafuckin' day Hahahahhaha [Verse 1 - Vinnie Paz:] I pack it fast, no safety on the ratchet Gats play chess like crazy with the gabbit Bus ride mothafucka stayin' on the transit Drugs like babies, real gracefully I handle it I don't think lames could understand it Boxcutter Pazi from the faces that I damage I put your fuckin' brains in the Atlantic To fuse y'all fuckas with your cainery and panic You talk about hammers, and I'll talk 'bout mine When I'm fuckin' with the scramblers, I'm on cloud nine Yeah, you disrespectful then it stomp out time Batty Boy covered in a fuckin' chalk out line I'm the name that pop up when you talk 'bout grime I'm the name that pop up when you talk 'bout shine And the big black heavy metal four-five mine I'm a G cocksucker, never cross that line, yeah Chorus: Rap game gone, flatline It's all over, today is the day we gonna 'em Flat, frame, fall, flatline We got an army, we loaded ready to hit 'em [Verse 2 - Zilla:] (Check it) Yo call me Zilla, I'm a monster with clap and kicks The reason alone, you niggas pushin' albums back You got a squad, but I doubt you crack Every release that you ever drop could be bundled in the value pack Political rap, my man's caught a bullet in Nam Sitting twisted in the buggie with a seed in his arm What's the motive when the reason is harm We in the ghetto everyday fightin' demons with a badge and batawn I got six million ways to pop, hustle to get it When the odds stack higher than knots, struggle to live it You ain't never felt the burn from lead So I'm never catchin' the L, I just focus how to earn my bread You down with OPG, I'm down with Paz and Blac You down with dope emcees, my title proves that fact Ain't a city that could pull my slack The red beam is an invitation to hell, once I pull that back [Hook] "In America, ah people are uh, treated very much and uh, the police are there to contain us, um to brutalize and murder us." [Verse 3 - Blacastan:] And now's over with the livest rhyme killaz Knowledge unfoldin', is the rise from the sacred five pillars Conquest the conquer, pillage your village Respect god, play hard, even in a live scrimmage Face squads that call, we tarnish their image Viking style, celebrate with barrels of Guiness And shoot outs, we replenish when the clicks is finished Gettin' head on the couch, watchin' Venus play tennis I hold a mic like Jeter hold tennants It's tragic like Troy Davis in his ?? From the ending to beginning, figure eight stay spinnin' I'm infinite, you can't bust off nigga you impentant Sound waves travel underwater like sonar I'm stealth, I can't be detected by radar Probably in a fly car, with the seats reclined It's Vinnie, Zilla and Blac nigga, flatline