BVDLVD - FLATLINE lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah C-c-chase [Chorus] What a waste of space, I’m face to face with lames I took my place as London’s face of rage Like what the fu*k? I’m fu*king up these punks They better lock me up before I cause some fu*king trouble Motherfu*ker, ain’t the first time, better call the doctor, 'cause I’m shooting for the flatline Yuh, I’m 'bout to blow, it’s just about time Better hope you got your digits up 'cause I got mine [Verse] Yeah, yeah, 'cause I got mine Hella feds up in the place, I’m 'bout to cook me up swine Yuh, I told that rapper keep an open mind but that was just before I put that bloody 9 between his eyes Uh, I’m flippin' tables, difference to you and me? You in a fable I’m in that UAV, I got the payload Cut you with this energy, something from Halo Yeah, you 'bout to may me be a menace It’s like I’m schizophrenic, how I’m open to this penance These voices in my head, they make me be more conscientious But there’s much more to trap metal that acting all pretentious This sh*t is factually precious, they practically jealous It’s like I’m on some crack like a crevice, my throat is infectious Sending shots and making a racket, no tennis, I’m back with a vengeance I’m posted with the gang, come and get us I’m switching flows, no diaerasis, yah [Chorus] What a waste of space, I’m face to face with lames I took my place as London’s face of rage Like what the fu*k? I’m fu*king up these punks They better lock me up before I cause some fu*king trouble Motherfu*ker ain’t the first time, better call the doctor, 'cause I’m shooting for the flatline Yuh, I’m 'bout to blow, it’s just about time Better hope you got your digits up 'cause I got mine