S.C.O.S.A. Flatbush Zombies

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Zombie, zombie
Yeah, yeah
Zombie, zombie
Yeah, yeah
Zombie, zombie

[Chorus]
Niggas know the timin'
Nig-nig-niggas know the timin'
Flow is like drugs and you rub it in your gums
Flow is like drugs and you rub it in your gums
Flow is like drugs and you rub it in your gums
Niggas know the timin'
Nig-nig-niggas know the timin'
Flow is like drugs and you rub it in your gums
Flow is like drugs and you rub it in your gums
Flow is like drugs and you rub it in your gums

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
Hip-hop dead, that's 'cause we here
Bloodhound, I don't see fear
'Cause I smell it, name a nigga better
And his head gets severed
Inhale pain, exhale vendetta
Smoke like I got three lungs or better
I'm in Navajo print and my bitch in leopard
She ain't really my bitch but, shhh, don't tell her
Shit get hectic
I want brain, give me brain
Wash down pain with champagne
Sour diesel, hydroplane
Walkin' dead, Zombie Gang
How you gon' kill Meech? He already dead
Oh, yeah, here's a tip, bitch: aim for the head
Only Child Syndrome, lone wolf warrior
Psychedelic renegade, nigga, we The Glorious