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Flatbush Zombies

Genres: Hip-Hop

Facts Lyrics - Flatbush Zombies

Any motherfucker with a gun ain't a mobster (Facts) 

Every chick with an ass ain't poppin' (More Facts) 

Every beat with a 808 ain't knockin' (Facts) 

Bring it back, please rewind it 

Every rapper with a platinum plaque ain't a problem (Facts) 

Every nigga flippin' packs ain't a hustler (More Facts) 

Everybody bought 'cause profit ain't always progress (Facts) 

Bring it back, please rewind this 

 

I'm a walkin', talkin' silhouette, the darkest rhymer 

Since DMX dropped that album with blood all over his body 

Haters talk shit but I don't hear or mind 'em 

'Cause all that foul play gon' lead to check when I find 'em 

Your girls be like, "Choke me, daddy I'm a freak" 

Next week she pop up with all type of hospital fees 

You know me 

Shootin' until I get a trophy, been smokin' this potent 

I coughed up an organ 

And you wastin' your pussy if you ain't let us all in 

Fuck your contract, bitch I'm breakin' all the clauses 

Acid god, man I got everybody on it 

Every verse a horror scene, Raptrick Bateman Vorhees 

Remember me? Boosie on the side, Tunechi on top 

Gold fangs, now everybody look like me, ha 

What you geekin', fuck you tweakin', I ain't ever lost bitch 

Only time you kill shit when you pay for abortions 

 

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Any motherfucker with a gun ain't a mobster (Facts) 

Every chick with an ass ain't poppin' (More Facts) 

Every beat with a 808 ain't knockin' (Facts) 

Bring it back, please rewind it 

Every rapper with a platinum plaque ain't a problem (Facts) 

Every nigga flippin' packs ain't a hustler (More Facts) 

Everybody bought 'cause profit ain't always progress (Facts) 

Bring it back, please rewind this 

 

You appear to be more than you are 

How you expect me to think your jewelry is real, 

It costs more than your car 

All this Rollie shit is all a facade 

You the ace in your hood, you on the red carpet fallin' apart 

Damn, I ain't never heard of it 

How you receivin' rewards for a song where you ain't write a single word of it? 

And the tempo don't matter, I'ma murder it (naw) 

Any obstacle I'ma hurdle it (yeah, yeah) 

Sound effects and mumbling', to obtain success is to be humblin' 

And if you don't understand that means you one of them 

Until they get it, I'ma continue to punish them 

Hope you heard us, don't compare us (naw) 

To the large percentage of smoke and mirrors (everybody) 

I'ma leave it like that 

'Cause everything I said in the verse was all facts 

 

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Any motherfucker with a gun ain't a mobster (Facts) 

Every chick with an ass ain't poppin' (More Facts) 

Every beat with a 808 ain't knockin' (Facts) 

Bring it back, please rewind it 

Every rapper with a platinum plaque ain't a problem (Facts) 

Every nigga flippin' packs ain't a hustler (More Facts) 

Everybody bought 'cause profit ain't always progress (Facts) 

Bring it back, please rewind this 

 

All these new wave niggas lyin' when they rappin' 

When they really just be talkin' bout some shit that never happens 

Same niggas rappin' 'bout same whips, same fashion 

And bitches trying to get real love with fake asses 

Face assets, mind and your body gotta equal 

The rule over second not to get side tracked 

You figured, I mentioned the last chick I had super bad 

But she burned me (Facts) 

Thank God it wasn't herpes 

Lazy bitches screaming "Where the surgeons at?" 

Now black girls off white like Virgil's brand 

Got these fake gang bang niggas on the 'Gram 

Snitchin' on themself via cam 

But excuse me, I think Juice laced my weed again 

I don't trust nobody, no not even (myself!) 

That's why I keep a condom on my dick before I leave the (crib!) 

You can't buy your bitch's love, boy there's always bigger (shrimp!) 

If she with you 'cause you fuck, she gon' find some better (dick!) 

Bitch it's party, party, party like the spring breaker (flick!) 

See your booty on the 'Gram and never pictures with your (kids!) 

Why his uniform so dirty and his Timbs is scuffed to (shit!) 

Meanwhile you on vacation and every weekend is (lit!) 

Niggas buy jewelry, buy Jordans, buy Beamer, buy Rover 

Buy Rolex, buy Gucci (Facts), 

Buy Louis, but you can't buy culture (More Facts!) 

Nigga not my culture, duck down, we see them vultures 

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