Flatline Wilkinson (Ft. Wretch 32)

[Chorus: Talay Riley]
Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?
Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?

[Verse 1: Wretch 32]
78,000 screaming sounds like a horror film
It's just me and my mic, now this cannot be real
I missed education, I was listening to Lauryn Hill
Every verse magic, the rapping version of Copperfield
Rolling round in them foreign wheels
Duplicate is high, you must be popping a lot of pills
The revolution's gotta be filmed
I'm a braveheart, I wear the trousers and not a kilt, nah
See, I kill with my art
I aim for the heart, I'm Wilkinson sharp
I took the sword out the stone, still I swing with my bars
In the race to longevity, I feel to come last
Yeah, I chill with the stars, I sleep with 'em sometimes
We wake up on Mars, that's just how we ménage
And I've killed every venue in a thousand-mile radius
You need a vaccine, man, you killers couldn't play with us

[Chorus: Talay Riley]
Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?
Flatlines every time
We go wild, yeah, everybody clear?