Flatbush Zombies G Tearz *Instrumental*

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[Verse 1: Zombie Juice] It's 12:47, I'm stoned, I condone Almost remembered, been here before Erick Arc on the beat just to let you niggas know Ain't nothing to a G, pussy come, pussy go Take a hit I know you with it, take a sniff I bet you with it More money, more probs, more grams and more hoes From my mind, creep with me Third eye frequency like Jesus be I'm tryna free the slaves, young minds, bad brains No shame, no history, no name I want mine, no rights I'm not blind Five letters; "Fuck U," a vendetta If she don't suck dick, useless not with her I'm saying we the hope, I'm saying we the dopest Every new trend these artists jump like ropes I tie around your neck nigga, choke nigga choke [Chorus: Meechy Darko] Is you gon' cry or die, run and hide Or look the reaper in his eyes and fight for your life I consider mine self-righteous suicide Baby wipe those tears, please dry your eyes Dying ain't the shit but it's pleasant And why ever would you want to live forever? Better off dead, just thought I would mention [Verse 2: Erick Arc Elliot] If labels are in a panic, rap should be reprimanded I rap like I'm on a canvas, keep treading, Keith Haring Call Betty up, side chick or tele-slut Spark the sinsemilla, I dig the stench like a sixth sense Laid shorty like marble floor, connoisseurs Call it karma killing or we call it war, my conscious be nonsensical Instrumentals but breaking them all for those Who can't grasp, another body leaving his soul So God bless the dead, Juice made them die and Meech got the dreads, one before my bread So you say who is he, Belligerent, move away Got many maneuvers I break you in two, today nigga Really are you inferior to my mirror, you slipping Aware that I'm tripping, don't even give me reason to listen to rap I rap talent with my pants sagging Middle finger to the law, excuse my bad habit [Chorus: Meechy Darko] Is you gon' cry or die, run and hide Or look the reaper in his eyes and fight for your life I consider mine self-righteous suicide Baby wipe those tears, please dry your eyes Dying ain't the shit but it's pleasant And why ever would you want to live forever? Better off dead, just thought I would mention

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No bassline ? 😭

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Cons Productions who cares I’m not about to load FL studio files from 4 years ago to add a bass plugin on a beat that’s not mine?

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@@dynamics352 i cry again 😭 its a good upload dough bruv no hatin ✌️