Flatbush Zombies - Plug Addicts lyrics

[Intro: Erick The Architect] Yeah, uh [Verse 1: Erick The Architect] Plug addicts, they love rappin' with me Zombie Gag my regime, we duck the traffic of these So I'm chasin' the speed, another slap on my knee Somehow I chose this rappin', instead of wrappin' the key MAC in the Jeep, my sh*t intact, so we tap with our feet Rather you meet the craft and this immaculate beat Blast with the heat, impact with this accuracy Last one to sleep, just imagine what'd happened to me Factory made back to the graves and they microwave And type of sh*t that make a ni**a turn to micro wave And type of sh*t that make a ni**a take your lifе away Live now or die today, 'cause wе ain't used to holidays We ain't used to common place We ain't got no common sense We ain't got no confidence fu*k a nine-to-five, a ni**a worth the length of monuments Lyin' hard, the tiger face Henny, corner, time and place, Architect the time it takes And they see me out of state, and globally we out of space [Verse 2: RZA] Wait up Arc, hold up, wait, never in a sober state Hundred K, we hold the date, I understand we overtake Zombie Juice [?], we got more dough to make Darko ni**a, hold the weight Floor colder than the coldest states Triple OG piece, break a fu*kin' shoulder blade Stains glidin' like ni**as upon the rollerblades [Verse 3: Meechy Darko] Killin' you ni**as, pass the shovel, I'm diggin' ya b*tches Pitiful, I leave you critical under one condition I do my doggy off the roof, he wouldn't fetch my paper Black Rambo-ing like he [?] mad coat That's not love, Glock tucked Shootin' slowmo just like John Wu flicks White dogs, black gloves, cut the tongues off loose lips Piss on your grave, su*k your mudda, I give two sh*ts Might rob your favorite rapper, mama need for her new whip Never was a little ni**a, signed my own permission slips And acid hits by sunrise, ni**a, that's the day trip Close your eyes and imagine if ni**as lived out Just exactly what they rappin' and you'd have to stand out What would you press your vinyl package in? [?] rapper face and tellin' shawty "Keep the change" I can not be tamed [Verse 4: Zombie Juice] This a murder scene, turn this sh*t I'm in the passenger, my b*tch drunk, she feelin' good Smellin' sweet like lavender I got a body in the trunk, had to check for cameras And the weed was kinda skunk Hope we don't get stopped for nothin' See the cops, we gotta run Put the pedal to the floor, got a shotgun and a sword We can hack him into pieces, burn them up, buried in feces Black suit like John Wick, she got the braid like Tomb Raider I check the news, we targets, interviews with our neighbors Hope we make it out the state before they setup checkpoints Ain't tryna see them big gates, won't let them take me alive And if you snitch on me b*tch, I hope it eat you alive Text abuela, we'll see 'em in mañana, don't worry nana Can't use our credit cards, 'cause they track all the places But we runnin' out of gas and we can't hide our faces "sh*t, you seen them blue lights?" She said "Don't think we can make it" Shots fired, woke up on a hospital bed Enemy in the state, cop killer what they said [Outro: Erick The Architect] Plug addicts, they love rappin' with me