Flipside

Lyrics

[Intro] If Jesus Christ were here tonight, you would not dare drop another bomb [Chorus: KGP & Curt D.] It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn that ass upside down) It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn the cross upside down) (verse 1 - Kap) [?] where you're down in the dirt, sixteen Dead niggas in the back of my church screaming blasphemy They kickin' ass for me takin' no loss When I flipside the cross Gettin' evil on you motherfuckers They say I maybе is believing in this devil and shit A homicidal suicidal, rathеr rape a bitch He'll make her suck my dick Thrown dead in the ditch with the maggots on her tits I eat a pussy cuz I'm a sick motherfucker Yeah, I fucked your mother In the ass, wicked ass sex [?] I smother Another homicide, another suicide And dead bodies don't cry on the flipside Seek, six, sick, and now the six, suicidal list Dead body bitch, talk shit and get your wig split You're gonna die, a homicide, suicide You're on the right side rollin' on the flipside [Chorus] It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn that ass upside down) It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn the cross upside down) (verse 2 - Kap) And now you're down in the shit Triple six tattooed on the chick's pussy lips Still I fucked the bitch then I went on her clit Blood dripping out her tits from the nipples that I slit Aw shit! [?] throwin' up? Bitch get throwin' up Dumb slut must've swallowed too much of my nuts [?] as the axe goes to the back of her head And now she's red rum red rum dead [?] as my mental life got me sick See six dead bitches holding the crucifix Then I must die, oh my god, it's just a suicide The dead bodies don't cry in the back of my ride They playin' ding dong ditch, bitch, suck my dick shit Then I get a hit, get lit, no shit Another homicide, another suicide We're all on the high on the flipside [Chorus] It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn that ass upside down) It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn the cross upside down) (verse 3 - Curt D.) Crawling up from the flipside I hear God's lies, but [?] if my mother dies Blood dripping from my nose cuz I have cancer I call Satan or God, my fucking master Call me sacrilegious, down with evolution Tumors of my neck from pollution In my house, you can smell the rotting flesh [?] the murder is my obsessive compulsive disorder, yeah My split personality purged [?] the devilish Pretty as death there's only spontaneous I took the [?] personalities [?] FMD I made a mess [?] that i stole from a crack [?] [?] crackheads, prostitutes walk the streets Just remember one [?] wrapped around the black sheets Fuck the preacher [?] god for calling me sick Maggots in my bone marrow under my skin [Chorus] It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn that ass upside down) It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn the cross upside down) It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn that ass upside down) It's on the flipside, it's on the flipside It's on the flipside (Turn the cross upside down)