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Flatbush Zombies

Genres: Hip-Hop

Proxies Lyrics - Flatbush Zombies

Want my five dollars 

 

[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott] 

Most people would kill to have the problems I have here 

How good was my last year? I still get harassed here 

Don't stir up, this gas near, a few of us last here 

I'm still on my black hoodie shit, the syndicate 

To chase another million air 

Watch you play musical chairs 

Like who music compares? 

The Zombies kickin' the snares 

They say it's a dub 

You sold the troub', nigga, what's good? 

I'm never intimidated, the Sonics like Gary Paton, the glove 

You my blood, Flatbush raised me and such 

And bill money, gettin' niggas, they ain't makin' enough 

Even though I wasn't rich, I never made it to crunch 

I'd rather die a broke man than be rich and pompous 

Sloppy with your focus, we hang rosaries for your lack of trust 

Start ball, shot's too good for you to pass it up 

Informers, they zoom in, scope the situation 

I just plug my iPhone in to get the litigations 

 

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I don't believe in non-believers 

I don't hear or speak evil either 

This the institution of the leaders 

Conspire retribution for our freedom 

We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war on the people 

I don't believe in non-believers 

I don't hear or speak evil neither 

This the institution of the leaders 

Conspire retribution for our freedom 

We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war on the people 

 

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When it's permanent, it's solely nervousness, dog 

This when you serve your sermon with salt 

Petty dog, I told you already how I got my mind made up 

Switchin' foreigns like customs, so when I drive the lay up 

Picture me fallin' victim, man, I gotta stay up 

No trickery with my Benjamins, you gotta pay up, say what? 

My identity, lost in the matrix with this trinity 

Architect on the set, we was on the TV screen 

Got the check, got the rep, then I changed the scenery 

Spent some days in Paris just to peril in my queen and me 

Butterfly charms, that's a honor what they mean to me 

I just wanna see the same things that my idols see 

Wait to see the god in me, I done told the Odyssey 

40 for the thing that be playin' when I'm round it, B 

I done post things, I fly planes all account of me 

Just another day, gettin' paid when you count on me 

 

I don't believe in non-believers 

I don't hear or speak evil either 

This the institution of the leaders 

Conspire retribution for our freedom 

We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war on the people 

I don't believe in non-believers 

I don't hear or speak evil neither 

This the institution of the leaders 

Conspire retribution for our freedom 

We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war on the people 

I don't believe in non-believers 

I don't hear or speak evil either 

This the institution of the leaders 

Conspire retribution for our freedom 

We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war on the people 

I don't believe in non-believers 

I don't hear or speak evil neither 

This the institution of the leaders 

Conspire retribution for our freedom 

We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war on the people 

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