[Verse 1: Erick the Architect]
Oh, I swear
All I ever wanted was to be somebody
My reefer cloudy, lost to each assignment
Making beats and rhyming so proceed to find me
My speech align with "teacher, teacher help me seek the knowledge"
But the street's is evil, we proceed to flee police and sirens
Grievance foe, reaper loud six feet my ego grow
Shawty grip it both hands letting off my eagle low
Bust it back and forth there's no remorse
I win of course I'm in
You fraudulent, I'm selling drugs
Where's the love? hit my plug
This is for my 40 busta's holding crutches
Cause they know they hustlers
While the man is tryna cobra clutch us
I drank a whole 8 bottles man I won't discuss this
Cause even if it's champagne better know your substance
Fancy n***a's stuck on a brand name
But any day it's O.E over champagne
I'm talking shit for my fan's sake
I give a fuck who can't relate I'm arid landscape
I paint the picture for peace
Large wishes dismembered in several scenes
I'm Kubrick with chemistry
You're degenerate, generously
Poor me, poor, poor me
Got them hooked one time so I gotta OD
[Hook: Zombie Juice]
All I ever wanted son was a brick
A mask and a hunnid guns put a grip
In a mesh if you want it son for them chips
I be damned and I run at you, yeahhhhh

[Verse 2: Erick the Architect]
I'm painting portraits while endorphins spinning
I'm high as hell when indulging in these gorgeous women
Pave the future for boosters, I'm contributing my two cents
So I'm a nuisance
Producing and I tighten the loop, like it's a noose-sence
Who's this? not for amusement, I'm never clueless
I do this but never foolish, you doo doo and that's what stool is
My crew is cool as the Fonz and you're Ferris Bueller
No honouring my medulla
No time for your common coonery
Prognosis was doses of mean rock
Dreaming I been thugging like when Afeni conceived Pac
Papa told me fame would only flood my brain
So when you washed up is when you focus on these lames
Money murdering music my main objective is this
I'm pushing the envelope and I seal yo' death with a kiss
Mind, soul and spirit
Concious because I'm near it
The whisper is the mirror to all my merit's
So fuck you if you ain't hear it n***a
[Hook: Zombie Juice]
All I ever wanted son was a brick
A mask and hunnid guns put a grip
In a mesh if you want it son
For them chips I be damned and I run at you
Yeahhhhh
All I ever wanted son was a brick
A mask and hunnid guns put a grip
In a mesh if you want it son
For them chips I be damned and I run at you
Yeahhhhh

[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]
All I wanna do is
Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit
Ahhhh
All I wanna do is
Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit
Uh
You can reach into your pocket
While I reach into my mind
Clarity is so divine
We just see through the design
The physical we inherit
By visions on TV screens
Chasing the fucking dream
Livin' to fit the scene
Never I'm fucking clean
Never this obscene
The green like six teens
Flip O's a machine
Vaccine I'm poison
Got guns like marines
Smoke good the routine
Love it, that pussy
Juicy the top dog, juicy like hot sauce
Juicy like AI, break necks like Benoit
I flow it the Hulk Hogans
Blow it the best doja
Hold ya composure
Pet bring the coffin
Death will console ya
Remember me blessing you fools with my energy
My energy
Blessing you fools with my energy
Remember me blessing you fools with my energy
My energy
Moving through life like there ain't no tomorrow
Blazing all these mics like show-time at Apollo
Thinking bout my life full circle and the sorrow
Gotta get the C.R.E.A.M
Money motivations, greens galore
Yeh, I like that shit raw, tell me how that shit feel
Living legend, 20 something, imagine how my dick feel
God damn it how does all my shit feel
Men win and men lose, sometimes a friend too
Steaming on the tops, I'm never stealth from the fuck
I've never felt like I'm not
Swagger it's in my roots
New York we the greatest, these rap n***as hate us
Most you n***as wanna be us, I can see it in they faces
Been like the same since, seventeen beating cases
Same drugs and same names, different places
Same kick game perspective just switch lanes
Been hot for 4 years, my n***a Isaac Blaze
A true meaning it seems, underground kings
Still high without my wings, survive and still I dream
Equality and loyal over fallacies and more
And where I come from the hood is still n***as poor
Pour another bottle fuck America's dreams
Do it for your family or life ain't what it seems
Get it how you live and album sales wouldn't matter
Still running through you n***as like a mother fucking bladder--
[Verse 4: Meechy Darko]
I was conceived under the rubble of the buildings
That Snoop crumbled back in 19-s-s-s-something
Someone once told me suffering would lead to the discovery of something deep
Inner Peace—Mind, Body, Soul; Holy Trinity
The Dark Man rides the pale horse
Down the road, the checker board
Kaleidoscope vision, my vision in vividest form
My prism is shimmering, glistening, I'm giving off
A ray of light, ironic 'cause my name comes from the dark
I am the spawn of the sin of my pops, yeah, I was taught
But I've evolved and got involved, my only flaw is that I know
My only flaw, and the earth revolves whether I am on it or nah
But fuck that, let's break the law
We're scared of loss because my fam cannot afford to flee
Should a n***a sport Balmain denim in Saint Laurent?
Gold Colosseum front painful, haters' loss
Eight whores pack the front of the bus, we on tour
World War 3 when I undraw these vocals, C4
Layin' my punchlines like landmines
I was born on the darkest day, in blood I was baptised
I can't help but harness hate, watch this Capricorn decapitate
Gimme a 10, gimme a 9, fuck, just gimme a gatlin'
So I can crash the reunion and splatter his whole family
Who gon' be at communion?
Sports, drugs and entertainment keep our computers viewing the wordsmith
You turd shit
I can be a nuisance to any rapper that's spewin' that shit that we been doin'
Rolling stone with this chrome, I leave his body in ruins
I ch-chew him and pew-pew him, I'm Duke Nukem
Fuck y'all n***as doin'?
How dare these rappers over bite the man with the overbite
Above par, above the bar, I'm over nice
God ain't even shoulder-height
Pocket knife, clean slice, grab that M-O-P
I'm as cold as ice, a walking, talking poltergeist
It's Fleezus Christ, I turn water to acid
I can straighten out the meanest dyke
Seven gram Backwood, now my eyes Korean tight
My grandpa can't read or write
The cops never read my rights
Runnin' from them flashing lights like Ye when he was still with Nike
Devil's pie, the final slice, gave my life up to the mic
Every rhyme I spit precise
I channel ODB and Big and Pac before I sit and write
Her C-cups is sittin' right
I'm just tryna lick and bite and fuck and fight
Who's you kiddin', there's no fiction, n***a this the facts of life
Acid tab and dirty sprite, I'm living the absurdest life
YSL Denim and Phillip Lim, my jeans virgin tight
Your favorite rapper bit my whole life, but he ain't serve it right
Come on dog, I got more bars than when your service right
One-ten in the stolen coupe, then I'm swervin' right
Fly with me, come see these heights
Don't be scared, hol' on tight
Y'all should call me Conrad Murray, the way I murder Mike


[Outro: Fan Voicemails]
"Erick the Architect, Zombie Juice and Meechy Darko
You guys are an amazing music group
You have opened up my mind to all sorts of things
You have completely altered my perception of the world
And I'm gonna see you every single time you're in Salt Lake City for the rest of my life"

"Yo, Flatbush Zombies, it’s ya boy M.J.D. comin' outta Boise, Idaho
You already know yo, yep, there’s black people in Idaho
And we fuck wit yo shit, keep doin' y'all thing"

"Ayy shoutout Flatbush Zombies, you make the realest music out there
Shoutout Meechy, shoutouy Arch, shoutout Juice
And shout out San Antoni, Texas"

"Man it's about time you n***as dropped an album, ya'll been performing the same shit for two years now like come on"

"I love you Erick, I love you Meech, I love you Juice, I just fucking love you guys"

"Fuck y'all, 'cause this gonna be the greatest album ever and the album not even out yet
That's how much faith I got in these n***as
Because it’s the Glorious Dead, it’s the Flatbush Zombies
It’s Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice, and The President; Erick Arc Elliott. Spell his name right, or I’ll beat your ass…"

“Your music is inexplicable”

“Ar-ar-architect your lifestyle, ayy, Erick Arc, been listenin' since fuckin' 2011 dude, almost remembered, dat’s dat shit”

“Ayy, if this is the Flatbush Zombies I just wanna say y'all fuckin' rock
Fuckin' Erick, you’re the fuckin' man
Juice, you’re the fuckin' man, Macho Man Randy Savage
And Meech, aww man, you fuckin'… killin' it”

“YOOOOOO…fuck you”

“Yo what up, this the High Chief from the Bay area. I’m lookin' for that Zombies pack. Been movin' on this OG for too long and my eyes is too low, I need to fuckin' just be dead already brah”

“I love all three of you, this album’s about to be liiiit”

“Fuck the Flatbush Zombies…faggots”

“Just wanted to let you guys know I really really appreciate everything you guys do, alright
Your music has really helped change my life, and I know it’s definitely helped out many others
Um, I been supportin' for such a long time, I can’t wait to finally buy the album, just give you guys the money, all the credit you guys deserve
Um, keep doin' what you guys are doin', keep spreadin' the message, and keep awakening our generation. Peace and love.”

“Shit, top five rappers, I put all three of y'all in it. You know what I’m sayin' man, I thank you guys for what you’re doing for the culture. Because of you guys, I’m becoming one of the illest motherfuckers I know and I love myself for it, and I love you guys for, you know what I’m sayin', just bein' yourselves
Just thank you, thank you guys for bein' you, man, man fuckin' Zombies for life”

“You guys are the game man, keep killin' it
You guys make the fuckin' best music in the game, no lie, straight up. No fuckin' label, nothin'. No name. Get that shit Flatbush.”

“BetterOffDEAD’s changed my life, D.R.U.G.S. was the shit
Clockwork Indigo EP was the shit, motherfuckin' music’s lit as fuck
You done changed my life also, I’m a huge Zombies fan, and the album boutta be lit”

“The fuckin' Flatbush Zombies man, where do I start?
You guys are dope as fuckin' shit
I remember when I first heard your song, fuckin' "Thug Waffle"
I was like ‘What the fuck dude?
I was fuckin' blown away, it was crazy"

“Yo man, I don’t even know man, just, Flatbush changed my life man, they, they make me feel better, they make me feel like someone understands, like there’s someone I can relate to”

“You guys have inspired me to do so fuckin' much, I love you guys
I can’t wait to see what you guys comin' up with for this next album”

“Zombies man, I fuck wit y'all dog
Man, I just gotta say thank you for everything you’ve done for me in the past three years
Like seriously yo, it’s opened my mind more than anything else
That’s more than school man, like I have a whole new outlook on life, and it’s because of y'all man, thank you so much”

“Flatbush Zombies are fuckin' awesome, and you fuckin' killed Red Rocks, and Meech fuckin' crowd surfed, and fuckin' fuck”

“You guys are really bringin' something new to the table
Bringing back that real hip hop. Every Arc beat is incredible
Meech the greatest at storytelling
And Juice just have you think about some shit you’d never think about”

“I’m a lesbian but I’d let you fuck me”

“Zombies, fuck yeah!”

“Yooo, what’s good Flatbush? Got mad love for y'all
Thanks for your guys' music, ‘cause, 'cause of your music I’ve vibed with some of the chillest n***as I know. They reppin’ our city, Beast Coast life!”

“Seriousness, you guys are the reason I listen to music, in hip hop in general, especially”

“You guys are my fuckin' heroes! King’s County baby!”

“Flatbush Zombies new album recorded, gonna be lit
Meechy Darko: lit
Erick the Architect: lit
And Zombie Juice: lit.”

“Ughhhh, so fuckin' zooted right now, ohhhhh myyyy godddddd”

“How in the fuck are we supposed to be doin' this?
How you gonna tell me an hour of my life is only worth $11 an hour?!
I’m out here tryin' to get behind doin' what I gotta do. I’m shit
An hour of my life ain’t worth anything
And that is why Flatbush is what it is
‘Cause they do what the fuck they want, when they want
Makin’ music, follow your dreams, inspire a king! Thank you!”