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

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

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

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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

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

I got that funk-a-del-lic X14

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