Flatbush Zombies

Flatbush Zombies - MRAZ lyrics

rate me

What the blood clot, what the blood

Get M-e-t-h-o-d, Drought 3 Dwayne Carter

With a splash of Busta's craft

And a hint of Big Poppa,

little dash and Nasty Nas

Top it off with Bob Marley,

throw em all in the blender

And I’m what the fuck you get

And imagine that like a figment, I’m a walking talking enigma, something you never figure

I am like randy savage on acid, that’s very vibrant and classic

A walking disaster, hazard to any rapper that’s rapping

We the underground killers but globally they feel us

Cause we restoring the feeling, this guru spit voodoo yes

I am that mass appealing, I’m feelin up on her breasts

She swallowing on my children, argh

Rack in my mouth, teeth made of gold

I’m sucking the areolas, my nigga the best of both

Double entendre, and if they auctioning niggas, then I’m the top product

What am I saying, they used to auction our forefathers

Where is my mind shit, I can’t find it

Like looking for remote control, after smoking marijuana

How is it so nigga rich, yet so enlightened

It can’t be possible, he living everything he rhyming

I feel like we entered the game with remarkable timing, timing, timing

[Hook]

Broke niggas only make jokes nigga

I make more than I can fit in this quote nigga

Quote nigga, we the hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga, hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga, hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga

I assemble sentences so I can reap the benefits

And I never see my nemesis, but I’m workin on my penmanship

I counted many blessings, stressin women, nothing less of winnin

If I’m talking shit, shit man I’m only kidding

Sittin on this sphere, earth is spinnin persevere

2012 is here and still a different kind of fear

It’s material, and I ain’t talking fashion

Believe in what you want cause no one knows to seem what happen, ya bastards

Since I smoked the kohiba I’m evil,

Zombies be competition, 6 deep beneath your people

Only illegal amounts of the medicine will get you in a bind

I already got your heart girl, I wanna fuck your mind

But since I came, develop my name, the author ought to slap you harder

I never drop the acid bruh, I’m trippy as fuck

Because I’d rather knock it down instead of picking you up

So cut the ash right thru the diamond

My head wrapped up like a shaman cuz

[Hook]

Broke niggas only make jokes nigga

I make more than I can fit in this quote nigga

Quote nigga, we the hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga, hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga, hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga

Cruising down the street, ain’t that a 64,

Just a heart full of pride, a mouth full of gold

Corny baby mama knocking at my front door

She just want my income, I rather get my dick sucked

I be that Z-O-M-B, shawty don’t tempt me,

leather on Fonzirelli, piss on women

R. Kelly, smashing bitches in the telly, passing swishers rolled up with me

Trippy is as trippy does, catch me smoking potent cuz

Having visions of Mason Betha coming back

Spitting crack, contemplating how we living under satan

Discriminating and hating, this ain’t rap

I call it food for the saving, what’s your craving na-not for paparazzi the most, incredible dope, feta, cheddar the revenue, never seen federal

Gotta stay head of the server, the head of...

Love my medical, hating niggas disguised as friends, I see the lies

Wannabes, little g’s, keep the A-P-C, I’m a G-O-D

Rep that NYC, we got U-N-I-T-Y

It’s time y’all get off my N-U-T-Z's, please,

I got that scoop, ain’t that about a bitch

Take a flick with the microphone ripper, grave digger,

Hairy black ball nigga

Sicker than your average, twisting dank, fucking hoes on the kitchen sink

That you think, what you think? (Zombies)

[Hook]

Broke niggas only make jokes nigga

I make more than I can fit in this quote nigga

Quote nigga, we the hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga, hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga, hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush zombies motherfucker, we the hope nigga.

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3 Comments found

Anonymous
Wednesday 22nd of May 2013 17:59
shitty version
Anonymous
Wednesday 30th of January 2013 04:04
*Yeah METHOD, drop 3 Dwaine Carter with a splash of Busta's craft And a hand of Big Poppa*
Anonymous
Wednesday 2nd of January 2013 05:41
*dwayne carter *imagine that like a figment *best of both