Death Lyrics - Singles - Flatbush Zombies

Spitting shit disfigured like ligaments 

Picture the making of this my hands tied 

Watch the smoke flow by by by by 

On the porch Newports packs of the loud 

New bitch packing the crowds 

The mackin' spectacular is you fucking on nothing 

Mmmmmm a little sumchin 

Bitch you know I'm buzzing bumpity bumping 

Packs in the back of Mach's truck n trunking 

We up yet we slumping, Zombie fully function 

Fu-fu-fuck corruption, lies vivid as Jenna's titties 

Terrorist experiments, America's full of shit, uh 

Blinded by skin color, blinded by his lover 

Blinded by shining lights, and you the gift of life 

Relax my mind 'til it's, do or die 

Each moments a mineral, poetry's protein 

The is a vitamin effects like codeine 

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What ya gonna do when them zombies come for you 

(Murder murder murder, kill kill kill) 

(Meechy Darko) 

DTA I don't trust none of my homies 

Juice laced my spliff with PCP and never told me 

Passed me a cup of bleach said Meech sip on this codeine 

Wash it down with OE now I'm throwed up like OGs 

My voice hold the beat down it's the anchor 

And my nigga stay with the metal like Kurt Angle 

Zombies blowing up like the Boston marathon BOOM 

War too soon, opposite of late bloom 

Dumped from the free throwin's, I was spewed from the womb 

Survival of the fittest I ate my twin in the womb 

And due to robbin' givings I may never jump the broom 

And while you pay for pussy I was out in paid dues 

Stage diving turned a couple thousand people to my pool 

You a fool if you think I ain't on the move 

I am it, I am new, I exude 

But can I be reproduced as acute for my Grammy and my destitute? 

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(The Architect) 

Spit in your face at the pearly gates 

At 24 a nigga special like he 38 

The limerick I kick is four finger ring 

Shit I twist a mother fucker limbs up like a green spliff 

Defying arts, no façade man my city like ahhh 

So if this street on heat I'm never tryna be a boss 

Rap induced have 'em used 

When I scribe thought, quiet man 

So if I can't stand then I'm gonna fall 

I'd rather be a failure than never mentioned at all 

The dimensions of the mind measure crime like yellow tape 

Music the bass, swap my heart for an 808 

You outta shape smoking great good God, like jay oh 

Nostrils fill with the potency of smoking kief 

All the windows down so you know it's me 

Bow down My radiator hits like my Amy Wine Vinyl, For Now