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Lloyd Banks - Flatline Lyrics



Lloyd Banks - Flatline Lyrics




[Interlude: Kid]
Shadyville Entertainment!

[Starts off with the beat of LL Cool J & 50 Cent's: "Feel My Heart Beat".]

[Intro:]
PLK!

[Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Yeah! - I don't gotta care or fear (naaah!)
Cause ain't nothing but artillary over here (yeah!) {DAMN! }
For you wanna-be thugs - killing me with your stare (stare!)
Stare at this - matterfact here - disappear, {Whooooooooo! }
Go getta! - Cause niggas will set up they whole life in wait
Turn into these internet gangsters that's typing hate. (ugh!) {COME ON! }
Music, movies all type of cake, (uh!)
.9s, Uzis I got Sniper cake.

[Intro:]
PLK! {BRING IT BACK} [scream]

[Verse:]
Yeah! - I don't gotta care or fear (naah!)
Cause ain't nothing but artillary Over here (yeah!)
For you wanna-be thugs - killing me with your stare (stare!)
Stare at this - matterfact here - disappear, [rewind noise] {GOD-... } [gunshot] [beat stops]

[Interlude: 50 Cent]
Ayo pull that back, man!
Ayo play that again man, Youkno'msayin'? [beat starts again]

[Intro:]
PLK! {DAMN! }

[Verse:]
Yeah! - I don't gotta care or fear (naah!)
Cause ain't nothing but artillary Over here (yeah!)
For you wanna-be thugs - killing me with your stare (stare!) {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
Stare at this - matterfact here - disappear, {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
Go getta! - Cause niggas will set up they whole life in wait
Turn into these internet gangsters, that's typing hate. (ugh!) {HAHA! }
Music, movies all type of cake (uh!)
.9s, Uzis I got, Sniper cake. [gunshot] {DAMN! }
I had it hard now my life is straight vehicle [police sirens]
Without the plate niggas don't hear you when you out the state. (no!) [police sirens]
When your local easy to locate (haha!)
Believe me, the game need me, it's so fake! {SHADYVILLE! } [gunshot]
Just cause he good with numbers don't mean he slanging and (no!)
Every nigga wearing Bandannas ain't banging. (no!)
Paper weight got my pants hanging and
I got my belt on money just that long. (yeeah!) [gunshot]
Niggas change, see you then their hearts ain't good
My whip grain! (yeah!) - Money only knock on wood.
Keep it on ya! (yeah!) - Ain't no time to pop no hood
I know this, cause I grew up where the pot roll good. {LET'S GO! }
I'm in the streets loving the money that keep coming (uh-huh!)
King magazine onion, Jeans hugging. (ugh!)
Niggas mean mugging, cause my 16s buzzin' {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
It's hard! - They want whip creme from him. (from him!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
Pound for pound he can't f*ck with son (naah!)
And I'm good all by myself, they can't jump the gun. (why?)
You got heat where's it coming from,
Cause you in the drop 'til the summer done, you don't really {GOD-... ! } f*ck with them! {DAMN! }
[gunshot] F*ck with them! - Cause I give a f*ck with wings on it (wings on it!)
And walk around with shirts with the strings on it.
Ain't nobody stoppin' Bank$! - I put my rings on it
Kitchen sink on it my lady - and I'm mink on it. (whoo!) [kids ovation]
Drink on it! - No [? ], I got the burner black (yeah!)
I ain't scared of none of you muhf*ckers, Bernie Mac. (uh-huh!)
Can I bring new york back, the Coke turn to Crack
Pro'ly do the same shit over if I can turn it back. (yeah!) [gunshot] {WHOOOOO! }
Slides don't matter, I'll pop a leg out a quarter back (YEAH!)
7 foot sen(d) 'em - sumo wrestler and all of that (YEAH!)
Pussies get drowned in water where the toilet at
Bitch niggas down and last [scream] - all for a pack. (whaaaaooooooaaaoooooohh!)
Matter of fact, we losing 'em - give thart boy a smack it (yeah!)
A hit from a shot lick couldn't revive balling rap. (uh!) [gunshot]
I'll send niggas to the store and back Diddy shit (Diddy shit!)
Grown ass man not the one to get silly with. (yeah!) [shot]
Broads love me! - I'm fresh fly, really slick.
And I got game so she gone give up the kitty quick!
You can't blame her, I'm the biggest pick around (yeeah!)
She ain't want me back in the day - but shit is different now! (YEAH!)
You know I'm a digg her down. - F*ck it, I get you one twice (twice!)
The only one that coat - I'm dumb nice! [scream]
Off a set [? ] of color blinds, I run nights!
Then it's to the innerstate - top gun pipe! [gunshot]

[Outro:]
5 AND BETTER!
Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! [gunshot] [rewind noise]
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[Interlude: Kid]
Shadyville Entertainment!

[Starts off with the beat of LL Cool J & 50 Cent's: "Feel My Heart Beat".]

[Intro:]
PLK!

[Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Yeah! - I don't gotta care or fear (naaah!)
Cause ain't nothing but artillary over here (yeah!) {DAMN! }
For you wanna-be thugs - killing me with your stare (stare!)
Stare at this - matterfact here - disappear, {Whooooooooo! }
Go getta! - Cause niggas will set up they whole life in wait
Turn into these internet gangsters that's typing hate. (ugh!) {COME ON! }
Music, movies all type of cake, (uh!)
.9s, Uzis I got Sniper cake.

[Intro:]
PLK! {BRING IT BACK} [scream]

[Verse:]
Yeah! - I don't gotta care or fear (naah!)
Cause ain't nothing but artillary Over here (yeah!)
For you wanna-be thugs - killing me with your stare (stare!)
Stare at this - matterfact here - disappear, [rewind noise] {GOD-... } [gunshot] [beat stops]

[Interlude: 50 Cent]
Ayo pull that back, man!
Ayo play that again man, Youkno'msayin'? [beat starts again]

[Intro:]
PLK! {DAMN! }

[Verse:]
Yeah! - I don't gotta care or fear (naah!)
Cause ain't nothing but artillary Over here (yeah!)
For you wanna-be thugs - killing me with your stare (stare!) {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
Stare at this - matterfact here - disappear, {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
Go getta! - Cause niggas will set up they whole life in wait
Turn into these internet gangsters, that's typing hate. (ugh!) {HAHA! }
Music, movies all type of cake (uh!)
.9s, Uzis I got, Sniper cake. [gunshot] {DAMN! }
I had it hard now my life is straight vehicle [police sirens]
Without the plate niggas don't hear you when you out the state. (no!) [police sirens]
When your local easy to locate (haha!)
Believe me, the game need me, it's so fake! {SHADYVILLE! } [gunshot]
Just cause he good with numbers don't mean he slanging and (no!)
Every nigga wearing Bandannas ain't banging. (no!)
Paper weight got my pants hanging and
I got my belt on money just that long. (yeeah!) [gunshot]
Niggas change, see you then their hearts ain't good
My whip grain! (yeah!) - Money only knock on wood.
Keep it on ya! (yeah!) - Ain't no time to pop no hood
I know this, cause I grew up where the pot roll good. {LET'S GO! }
I'm in the streets loving the money that keep coming (uh-huh!)
King magazine onion, Jeans hugging. (ugh!)
Niggas mean mugging, cause my 16s buzzin' {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
It's hard! - They want whip creme from him. (from him!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
Pound for pound he can't f*ck with son (naah!)
And I'm good all by myself, they can't jump the gun. (why?)
You got heat where's it coming from,
Cause you in the drop 'til the summer done, you don't really {GOD-... ! } f*ck with them! {DAMN! }
[gunshot] F*ck with them! - Cause I give a f*ck with wings on it (wings on it!)
And walk around with shirts with the strings on it.
Ain't nobody stoppin' Bank$! - I put my rings on it
Kitchen sink on it my lady - and I'm mink on it. (whoo!) [kids ovation]
Drink on it! - No [? ], I got the burner black (yeah!)
I ain't scared of none of you muhf*ckers, Bernie Mac. (uh-huh!)
Can I bring new york back, the Coke turn to Crack
Pro'ly do the same shit over if I can turn it back. (yeah!) [gunshot] {WHOOOOO! }
Slides don't matter, I'll pop a leg out a quarter back (YEAH!)
7 foot sen(d) 'em - sumo wrestler and all of that (YEAH!)
Pussies get drowned in water where the toilet at
Bitch niggas down and last [scream] - all for a pack. (whaaaaooooooaaaoooooohh!)
Matter of fact, we losing 'em - give thart boy a smack it (yeah!)
A hit from a shot lick couldn't revive balling rap. (uh!) [gunshot]
I'll send niggas to the store and back Diddy shit (Diddy shit!)
Grown ass man not the one to get silly with. (yeah!) [shot]
Broads love me! - I'm fresh fly, really slick.
And I got game so she gone give up the kitty quick!
You can't blame her, I'm the biggest pick around (yeeah!)
She ain't want me back in the day - but shit is different now! (YEAH!)
You know I'm a digg her down. - F*ck it, I get you one twice (twice!)
The only one that coat - I'm dumb nice! [scream]
Off a set [? ] of color blinds, I run nights!
Then it's to the innerstate - top gun pipe! [gunshot]

[Outro:]
5 AND BETTER!
Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! [gunshot] [rewind noise]
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