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Flatbush Zombies

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(album: Vacation In Hell - 2018)


Hahahahah!
I want my five dollars

Most people would kill to have the problems I have here
How good was my last year? I still get harassed here
Don't stir up, this gas near, a few of us last here
I'm still on my black hoodie shit, the syndicate
To chase another million air, watch you play musical chairs
Like who music compares? The Zombies kicking the snares
They say it's a dub, you sold the troub', nigga, what's good?
I'm never intimidated, the Sonics like Gary Paton, the glove
You my blood, Flatbush raised me and such
And bill money, getting niggas, they ain't making enough
Even though I wasn't rich, I never made it a crutch
I'd rather die a broke man than be rich and pompous
Sloppy with your focus, we hang rosaries for your lack of trust
Start ball, shot's too good for you to pass it up
Informers, they zoom in, scope the situation
I just plug my iPhone in, forget the litigations

I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either, this the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashing holy war on the people
I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil neither, this the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashing holy war on the people

When it's permanent, they show their nervousness, dog
This when you serve your sermon with salt, petty, dog
I told you already how I got my mind made up
Switching foreigns like customs, so when I drive the lay up
Picture me falling victim, man, I gotta stay up
No trickery with my Benjamins, you gotta pay up, say what?
My identity, lost in the matrix with this trinity
Architect on the set, we was on the TV screen
Got the check, got the rep, then I changed the scenery
Spent some days in Paris just to peril in my queen and me
Butterfly charms, that's a honor what they mean to me
I just wanna see the same things that my idols see
Wait to see the god in me, I done told the Odyssey
40 for the thing that be playing when I'm rhyming, B
I done post things, I fly planes all account of me
Just another day, getting paid when you count on me

I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either, this the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashing holy war on the people
I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil neither, this the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashing holy war on the people
I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either, this the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashing holy war on the people
I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil neither, this the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashing holy war on the people

done

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