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Proxies

by Flatbush Zombies

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Want my five dollars Most people would kill to have the problems I have here How good was my last year? I still get harassed here Don't stir up, 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 bill money, gettin' niggas, they ain't makin' enough Even though I wasn't rich, I never made it to crunch I'd rather die a broke man than be rich and pompous Sloppy with your focus, we hang rosaries for your lack of trust Start ball, 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 litigations 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 on 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 on the people When it's permanent, it's solely 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 40 for the thing that be playin' when I'm round it, B I done post things, I fly planes all account of me 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 on 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 on 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 on 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 on the people

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