Proxies

by Flatbush Zombies

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…




I want my five dollars
I'ma start knockin' all y'all out

Most people would kill to have the problems I have here
How good was my last year? I still get harassed here
No syrup, this gas here, a few of us last here
I'm still on my black hoodie shit, the syndicate
To chase another millionaire
Watch you play musical chairs
Like who music compares?
The Zombies kickin' the snares
They say it's a dub
You sold the troub', nigga, what's good?
I'm never intimidated, the Sonics like Gary Paton, The Glove
You my blood, Flatbush raised me and such
And real money, gettin' niggas, they ain't makin' enough
Even though I wasn't rich, I never made it to crutch
I'd rather die a broke man than be rich and pompous
Sloppy with your focus, we hang rosaries for your lack of trust
Store bought, shot's too good for you to pass it up
Informers, they zoom in, scope the situation
I just plug my iPhone in to get the litigation

I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either
This the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war upon the people
I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either
This the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war upon the people

When it's permanent, they show they're nervousness, dog
That's when you serve your sermon with salt
Petty dog, I told you already I got my mind made up
Switchin' foreigns like customs, so when I drive the lay up
Picture me fallin' victim, man, I gotta stay up
No trickery with my Benjamins, you gotta pay up, say what?
My identity, lost in the matrix with this trinity
Architect on the set, we was on the TV screen
Got the check, got the rep, then I changed the scenery
Spent some days in Paris just to peril in my queen and me
Butterfly charms, that's a honor what they mean to me
I just wanna see the same things that my idols see
Wait to see the God in me, I done told the Odyssey
Forty for the thing that be playin' when I'm rhymin', B
I done pull strings, I fly planes on economy
Just another day, gettin' paid when you count on me

I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either
This the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war upon the people
I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either
This the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war upon the people

I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either
This the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war upon the people
I don't believe in non-believers
I don't hear or speak evil either
This the institution of the leaders
Conspire retribution for our freedom
We squeeze guns, unleashin' holy war upon the people

Written by: Dimitri Simms, Antonio Lewis, Erick Elliott

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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