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Maggot Brain Theory


Artist: Esham
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 5
Year: 1994

Maggot Brain Theory Lyrics - Maggot Brain Theory - Esham

Let me give you a piece of my mind 

You will find that I flip like Jeckel and Hyde 

On a suicide track that I ride in fact 

I walk the black lines of the dead bodies 

Talk lines when I walk lines 

Thinkin of excuses 

Mental abuses 

Told you last year you should've murdered me 

How you gonna kill a dead man 

So you never heard of me 

I feel no pain, you can't hurt me 

If you squirt me 

Till the tick tock 

With the hammer cock 

On the glock 

Infa-Red play connect the dots 

With blood clocks 

Blood stains 

Here I go once again 

On the flat line 

That line is my maggot brain 

(Chorus) 

I got the funk-a-del-lic locked in my maggot brain 

(Background talking) 

I got the funk-a-del-lic locked in my maggot brain 

(Background talking) 

Some think I'm crazy 

I have seen all type of doctors 

All type of coppers 

In helicopters 

Thinkin, thinkin bout drinkin me some liquor 

Drop me some acid make my buzz come quicker 

I don't give a fuck about Mr. Dennis Archer 

Cause from day one I was down with Commie Youngin 

Larry Nethers and Walter Buttsa 

Hope you in prison suckin on nuts 

No justice no peace 

That's why I pack my a piece to protect me from the police 

Cause they wanna kill a nigga 

But still a nigga moves away a ton 

Motherfucker come and get some 

But if you come you came 

To the terrordome 

Where there's only steal-plated chrome in my maggot brain 

(Chorus X2) 

Come down rude boy 

Let me bust you with an automatic 

Synthetic plastic toy 

When holy 

I'm out my mind so much 

I need a brand new head 

I'm good as dead boy cause I'm almost dead 

When I kick it, I like my shit 

What, Wicket 

With the insane in the brain poetry 

You know me 

I'm that nigga killed the bees back in '93 

Voices in my head always try to kill me 

Now you wanna tell me you know how I'm feelin' 

Good god, you be illin' cause I'm rootin for the villain 

Plain and simple, simple and plain 

You know my name 

I got a migraine, in my maggot brain 

(Chorus 2X) 

I got that funk-a-del-lic X14 

I got that funk-a-del-lic locked in my maggot brain 

 

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