Flatbush Zombies - Did U Ever Think ft. Issa Gold & Joey Bada$$ (Lyrics) video free download


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Uploaded: 2015/04/03

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]

Me and my faction

Don’t like asking questions strictly blunt sessions

We can order death man you must have a death wish

I kill you with these bars that’s more like a death sentence

I promise you that I’m type demented

My mind state? Crime infested

I think I lost myself three years ago tryna catch it

Cut my own head off ‘cuz I needed to balance

Ego too big to manage

Not to kill a nigga everyday probably my biggest challenge

Imagine if I was selfish and kept away all this talent

Didn’t think it never spat it

I probably put skully down and gather any challenge, catch case

That’s all for credit cut in every traffic

I love to be alone I’m comfy in the casket

To me it’s like a hammock

Never ‘bout it any challenge, catch case

Filled with rage I split they face I’m deranged

Cannot be tamed I break they cage

When in range I twist they face with six inch blades

Back again I’m Dirt Cobain the golden fangs

I kill you and wear blood stained shirt to your wake

Got me around crossed-eyes like "Hey hey hey"

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]

It ain’t greatness

Stay stiff me and my niggas about to make shift

Patience feel the rhythm and the cadence

Got no time for hate statements

They try to keep the beast caged in that’s why we ragin’

Sittin’ on some heat that could probably melt a glacier

Fire man could’ve walked a mile in these blazers

They know my element

Been wondering where the hell I been

Tryna’ put the fire out I came back definite

Feelin’ like a mouse in a house full of elephants

Niggas want they mouth but they never this eloquent

I’m high-definitely so you bet she always represent me

She wanna kick it with the Beast Coast relatives

Pockets full of white excellence

Says she tryna jiggy with combo black nemesis

‘Cuz we got bars and got it locked in these sentences

All these bitches jumpin’ keep your guard up for hell sake

Open up your cell gate, cell block three eyes see Joe like G.I

Commander in chief

Don’t ask me where I be haaa

More buzz, more honeys than a behive

The Badmon, young kingpin

I move dope with that ink pen

Been up all year, my third eye ain’t even blinking

With this flow, it’s guarantee to leave you sinking

And this 'dro guaranteed to leave you thinking

No warranty, just disorderly conduct

For an Erick Arc Elliot-presented product

All the stars is lined up 'bout to turn on the horizons

The Beast Coast connection still deep like Verizon

[Hook: Joey Bada$$] x2

Did you ever think that you would be this real?

Did you ever think that you would get a deal?

Did you ever think that you would be this slick?

Did you ever think that you would be the shit?

C’mon

[Verse 3: Issa Gold]

I done seen dark sour demons playing for keep cards

But be smart, this game will eat your weak heart

Divine source liberate a dry corpse

Design her thoughts help me manuever life’s course

You play hard, show your facade you get squashed

Bumblebee niggas be frontin’ they stings sharp

But they fuckin’ flowers God’s son you get devoured

Super power, Clark Kent, on top of a tower

Looking down, peeping the town

What’s going around bump to people’s sound

Submerge your crown

Making you drown but still I rise and synchronize

So I can read the signs chase the prize

Breaking these lego niggas back down to size

Get yo piece of pie, it’s supper time

I’m eating mine I’m one of a kind

A present prince from past tribes

We live in troubled times

Internal crime done by the same guys we trust our lives

Pray for the lost

I’m praying, lemme do my thing

No time for ? I’m seventeen

Bumping they music fully, feel stupid like heroine

Rather medicine, that sticky

That proper settlement for betterment

[Verse 4: Erick Arc Elliot]

The truest of students a true instance to

Too eager just to prove

To respect your principle or your principles

I might smack a teacher while I read the rules

Tell ‘em Blue’s Clues

Cut his noose loose let him hang high ‘till he doo doo

Prune juice, no shit, couple screws loose

Flawed mentally but there’s no sympathy

When I begin this rapping this image of me was imminent

Prevalence to avoid the censorship I sense the element

Niggas talking reckless only motivates the presidents

Nigga even fuck the presidents said it for the hell of it

Dead boy delegate stashed like Tom Selleck

Should I relish in that endeavor platinum level

Gold chains and flipping grams like capo era

I touch basics I hate it when niggas make these blank statements

Why check before I’m banking on your greatness

[Hook] 2x

Comments

8 years ago

Ramon Tavares

Erick Arc Elliott x Joey Bada$$ mixtape collab ? That would be too crazy !

8 years ago

tyler smith

They need to make more music together!! Pro Era X The Underachievers X Flatbush are bringing back the 90s!

8 years ago

Jordie Switzer

Some of their best work collectively

8 years ago

Future D Films

Dodatt - Be Found

8 years ago

Alex Marshall

This is my wake and bake tune hahah ALL HAIL FLATBUSH ZOMBIES! Haha

9 years ago

Towelie

That was hard as fuck each verse was fire.

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