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Flatbush Zombies are an American hip hop group from the Flatbush section of Brooklyn, New York City, formed in 2010. The group is composed of rappers Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice and Erick Arc Elliott, with Elliott also serving as their regular record producer. The trio are part of the East Coast hip hop movement known as "Beast Coast", which also consists of fellow Brooklyn-based rap groups The Underachievers and Pro Era. Flatbush Zombies have collaborated with various artists, including RZA, ASAP Mob, Z-Breezy, Jim Jones, Juicy J, Danny Brown, Action Bronson, Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire, and Anthony Flammia among others. They have performed at music festivals such as The Hudson Project, JMBLYA, Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival, Pemberton Music Festival, A… more »

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It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit
It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit

Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked
Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it
When heaven sent me this angel
There's nothing I cannot handle
Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked
Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it
When heaven sent me this angel
There's nothing I cannot handle

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A touch of grey, ooh, blessings, disguised as lessons
The ripple effect, Zombie the vessel, it says
Slept on, these words are my weapons
Slept on like, bruh, popped a Xanny
Slept on the floor to a milli'
Seen niggas snitch, seen 'em die
The game is fixed, so I gotta stay ahead of it said I lived it
Embedded it, shine like my skin the melanin
Feet like I been here before but I can't put my hands on it
Finger tips in the resin, and feel my thoughts hope it resonates

Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked
Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it
When heaven sent me this angel
There's nothing I cannot handle

The streets told me, if you hold a grip, make it look flashy
Its peace homie, only flip the script if you get antsy
And she told me, boy, you raised them stakes
Ain't no time for belly aches, you got some weight up on your plate
I see you on the stone, in the skies you play our songs
Nestled in our arms, we ain't worried about them lungs
I ain't got no allowance, I did that on my own
I'm still trying to cope, and life is just way too short, and we just inhalin' the smoke

Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked
Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it
When heaven sent me this angel
There's nothing I cannot handle
Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked
Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it
When heaven sent me this angel
There's nothing I cannot handle

Too bad, too wicked
It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit
It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit
Too bad, too wicked
It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit
Too bad, too wicked
Wicked

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