[Intro]
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
In a world full of haters stands a single group, who clearly separate themselves from the rest
These three men scale the ends of the Earth, searching for truth and triumph
Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice, and Erick the Architect
These are the Flatbush Zombies, and this is 3001: A Laced Odyssey
[Chorus: Meechy Darko & Zombie Juice]
Why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Why-why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Every day, me and Mary Jane
Why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass? (Zombie)
Why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Why-why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Every day, me and Mary Jane
[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
Every day, live it like it's it for me
Black on black, in tap with my roots, this is my ghetto symphony
Shout out to my fam and my homies, we makin' history
Never had a degree, but the streets made me a sicker breed
Every day, another drug, experimental in my mental
Had to tone it down, I c-couldn't see without my liquid, liquid
Had to learn how to balance life, man, I can't fuckin' stand it
Court fees, bought pleas, nigga, where's your fuckin' manners?
How you hate on us, but claim the king of NY?
These niggas ain't fit to be the king, go ask Jadakiss why
I'm in the lobby right now, 1655
I got a bitch like Cardi B, bet that ass sittin' nice
Don't gotta go to South Bronx to get your Furious Five
40 ounce of malt liquor, joint stuffed with the pie
Boss nigga, best nigga, let y'all do decidin'
Hot spitters, dead niggas, man we been through the wire
Somebody call 'em up and let 'em know I been doin' it
You're not that inventive with that colored hair, you're losin' it
On my everyday struggle 'til I get to the top
I study Em, Big, Tech N9ne, 2Pac
Come to my crib unannounced, I got a big T-TEC to pop
I dumped nine missin' bodies in the f-fuckin' car lot
And when I'm mad, I get green like the Hulk
'Til my brain goes "Pop" and then them thangs go "Po-po-po-pow"
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
In a world full of haters stands a single group, who clearly separate themselves from the rest
These three men scale the ends of the Earth, searching for truth and triumph
Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice, and Erick the Architect
These are the Flatbush Zombies, and this is 3001: A Laced Odyssey
[Chorus: Meechy Darko & Zombie Juice]
Why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Why-why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Every day, me and Mary Jane
Why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass? (Zombie)
Why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Why-why I feel like the past is catchin' up to my ass?
Every day, me and Mary Jane
[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
Every day, live it like it's it for me
Black on black, in tap with my roots, this is my ghetto symphony
Shout out to my fam and my homies, we makin' history
Never had a degree, but the streets made me a sicker breed
Every day, another drug, experimental in my mental
Had to tone it down, I c-couldn't see without my liquid, liquid
Had to learn how to balance life, man, I can't fuckin' stand it
Court fees, bought pleas, nigga, where's your fuckin' manners?
How you hate on us, but claim the king of NY?
These niggas ain't fit to be the king, go ask Jadakiss why
I'm in the lobby right now, 1655
I got a bitch like Cardi B, bet that ass sittin' nice
Don't gotta go to South Bronx to get your Furious Five
40 ounce of malt liquor, joint stuffed with the pie
Boss nigga, best nigga, let y'all do decidin'
Hot spitters, dead niggas, man we been through the wire
Somebody call 'em up and let 'em know I been doin' it
You're not that inventive with that colored hair, you're losin' it
On my everyday struggle 'til I get to the top
I study Em, Big, Tech N9ne, 2Pac
Come to my crib unannounced, I got a big T-TEC to pop
I dumped nine missin' bodies in the f-fuckin' car lot
And when I'm mad, I get green like the Hulk
'Til my brain goes "Pop" and then them thangs go "Po-po-po-pow"
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