Flatbush Zombies

Flatbush Zombies - No Religion lyrics

rate me

It’s the return of the rotten apple

Through time travel, armies of indigo

Swarming, shepherd the leperd, fuck cattle

We be the east coast pharels, you smell the weed smoke

That we toke, put them in speak mode

Like a pc, og, yeah new york diesel

From the bottom to the top, right

But shit I’m on the block

Still, plotting with parting, your bitch on my cock

Not still twerking for a g

Cause I bring life to all the drinks

I think twice, there’s no second life

So I take pride in what I do

A living god is what they knew

For my weakness is not a heal

Go to hell, heaven, whatever

The longer you gone, the better

47 rest in never, we building this shit together

Cause one man’s insanity’s another man’s treasure, nigga

[Hook]

Stop tryina be Jesus, try to be better

Your chakra is low, just raise your hand and delevel

Your weapons is floss, from the barrel to the lever

I say oh lord, and of course a nigga get em

Stop tryina be 2Pac, try to be better

Your chakra is low, just raise your hand and delevel

Your weapons is floss, from the barrel to the lever

Meet say, done em all

And of course a nigga get em

Ain’t it ironic, that the zombies running around

Haven’t ran out of competition

So I battle my fucking shadow

Believe it a hard drive, you see

My data, dna matter, spit it on my dick

And download it after

I reached the highest levels,

Eyes red like the devil

Bitch our burns is cloaked up

Bitch raise your energy level

They are more than a ...oh my godly presence

Shall I mention I’m reinventing the ireality

Of what they contempt in social acceptance

In every fucking temptance

My tongue’s a weapon, so bitch if we kiss your head it’s even

I fucked the cougar, named danny lion the deal lepherd

Scratches and paw prints, all over my garments, oh shit!

[Hook]

Stop tryina be Jesus, try to be better

Your chakra is low, just raise your hand and delevel

Your weapons is floss, from the barrel to the lever

I say oh lord, and of course a nigga get em

Stop tryina be 2Pac, try to be better

Your chakra is low, just raise your hand and delevel

Your weapons is floss, from the barrel to the lever

Meet say, done em all

And of course a nigga get em.

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