[Verse 1: What the bloodclot? Get M-E-T-H-O-D, Drought 3 Dwayne With a splash of Busta's and a hint of Big Poppa Little dash of Nas, top it off with Bob Marley 'em all in a blender and I'm what the fuck you get And imagine that like a I'm a walking talking you never figure I am like Randy on acid That's very and classic A walking hazard to any rapper That's rappin, we the underground But globally they feel us cause we the feeling This guru voodoo yes I am that mass appealing, I'm feeling up on her She all my children (Ha!) in my mouth teeth made of gold I'm sucking the areolas my the best of both entendre And if they niggas then I'm the top product What am I they used to auction our forefathers Where is my mind I can't find it Like looking for remote control after smoking How is he so niggerish yet so It can't be possible he livin' he rhymin' I feel like we the game at remarkable timing
Juice] Broke niggas only make niggas I made than I can fit in this quote nigga Quote nigga, we the hope Flatbush muthafucka, we the hope nigga Hope Nigga, hope Zombie muthafucka we the hope nigga Hope Nigga, hope Flatbush Zombie muthafucka we the hope
2: Erick] I sentences so I can reap the benefits And I see my nemesis but I'm working on my penmanship I counted blessings, stressing women, nothing less of winning If I'm talking shit, man I'm only kidding on the sphere, Earth is spinning, persevere 2012 is here still a different kind of It's and I ain't talkin fashion Believe in what you cause no one knows to seem what happens Ya Since I the cohiba, I'm evil Zombies be competition, six feet deep your people Only illegal amounts of the medicine'll get you in a I already got your heart, girl I wanna your mind But I came, developed my name, the author oughta slap you hard I never the acid, bruh I'm trippy as fuck Because I'd knock it down instead of picking you up So cut the ash right through the diamond, my hair up like a shaman
[Verse 3: Cruising down the street, got a 6-4 Just a heart full of pride, a mouth of gold Corny baby knocking at my front do' She just my (income), I'd rather get my (dick sucked) I be that Z-O-M-B, shawty don't me Leather on, Fonzirelli, on women, R. Kelly Smashing in the telly, passing swishers rolled up with me Trippy is as trippy does, me smoking potent cuz Having visions of Mason Betha back Spitting crack, contemplating how we living under Discriminating and hating, this rap I it food for the savoring What's your craving, Na-not for paparazzi the Incredible dope, feta, cheddar the Never seen federal, stay 'head of the revenue Love my hating niggas disguised as friends I see the lies, wannabes, G's Peep A-P-C's, I'm a Rep the N-Y-C, we got U-N-I, T-Y time y'all get off my N-U-T-Z's, please I got the scoop, ain't about a bitch Take a with the microphone ripper, grave digger Hairy black ball nigga - sicker than your Twisting dank, fucking on the kitchen sank you thank?