My Team Supreme 2.0 Lyrics - Flatbush Zombies

Today's agenda, a nation exterminating the pie-est 

Pray that you never die, don't care to be deemed the highest 

Our right is founded by liars, righteous by my suppliers 

The wonder where my supply is (Nigga, where them beats?) 

Fuck a feature my ether is equal to each of your own 

Embodied the balance of the world on my shoulders alone 

But God bless America, my G's go hard 

G's make dreams and these grams make gods 

I'm so compelled might as well reach another step 

Never took the hells still fresh without them double X 

Manson ransom artificial anthems 

Ladies say you handsome, these niggas throwing tantrums 

Tripping to existence is off the label in mistrius 

Cause we position it different real hard to make sense of it 

Record labels make sense, we sensitive 

Now we're acting senseless, fuck you, architect for president 

I'm on my freeze time leaping in and out of portal shit 

You on your prick your finger from a thorn, mere mortal shit 

I'm on my Heath Ledger, I can't get my mind in order shit 

Hitler at a bar mitzvah, torturous, slaughter shit 

I am really that nigga call it quits get off my dick 

Give the camera the finger every time I hear a flick 

The code has been cracked and I'm the glitz, do you hear this shit 

Like a rapping turd I swing on a track and serve 

My rhyme scheme and my bars are finnit 

I hear your shit and get a little narcoleptic 

I admit your kind of boring, I was out touring 

Stroking kittens with dimples that remind me of Lauren 

London on thursday sunday I'm New Yorking 

Brooklyn be the birthplace kings county caucus 

Cut the malarkey yo-yo-you don't want no problem 

The drama were zombies get off me 

Some may say seeing him is like seeing god 

See through all your transparency, oversee your facade 

Dogs [?] like we paintings of them hounds playing poker 

I'm Cesar Millan in the background taking notes 

The potent, smoke up, hoes on my scrotum 

Now the idle niggas always higher on the totem 

I go son, headings like hooves get this one to blow us 

With them colored code bullet holes on my... 

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My team supreme stay clean lyrical dreams, zombie regime 

We be that, we at where the weed and LCD at 

On since I was born no such thing as relapse 

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