Тональность: D# minor
Verse 1
In a world full of haters
stands a single group
Who clearly separate
themselves from the rest
These 3 men scale the ends of the earth searching
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for truth and triumph
Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice,
and Erick the Architect
These are the Flatbush Zombies and this is 3001: A Laced
Interlude 1
Odyssey
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Why I feel like the
Verse 2
past is
catching up to my ass
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Why I feel like the past is
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catching up to my ass
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Why I feel like the past is
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catching up to my ass
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Every day, me and Mary Jane
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Why I feel like the past is catch
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ing up to my ass
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Why I feel like the past is
catching up to my ass
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Why I feel like the past is
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catching up to my ass
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Every day, me and Mary Jane
Verse 3
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Every day, live it like it's it for me
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Black on black in time with my roots
this is my ghetto symphony
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Shout out to my fam and my homies,
we making history
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Never had a de gree,
but the streets made me a sicker breed
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Every day another drug,
experimental in my mental
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Had to tone it down,
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I c- couldn't see without my liquid li quid
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Had to learn how to balance life man,
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I can't fucking stand it
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Court fees, bought pleas,
nigga where's your fucking manners
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How you hatin' on us,
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but claim the king of NY?
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These niggas ain't fit to be the king,
go ask Jadakiss why
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I'm in the lobby right now, 16:55
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I got a bitch like Cardi B,
bet that ass sittin' nice
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Don't gotta go to South Bronx to get
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your furious five
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40 ounce of malt liquor,
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joint stuffed with the pie
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Boss nigga, best nigga,
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let y'all do deciding
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Hot spitter, dead niggas,
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man we been through the wire
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Somebody call 'em up and let
'em know I been doin' it
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You're not that inventive with that
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coloured hair you're losing it
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I'mma everyday struggle 'til I get to the top
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I study Em, BIG, Tech N9ne, 2Pac
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Come to my crib unannounced
I got a big t- tato pie
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Hopped up 9. missing bodies
in the f- fucking car lot
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And when I'm mad,
I get green like the Hulk
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'Til my brain goes pop and then them
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veins go po- po- po- pow
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Introducing the Jamie
Verse 4
Hewlett
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of rapper music
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Influenced by Stanley
Kubrick, exclusive for all my hooligans
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Oh, we just recruit again,
I can take your pre- (STIGE)
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Peculiar with my Bs like Juice
would be with his (Z)
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Apostle like Meechy Darko, watch
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Ellington DJ (These)
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If triple A could record again,
Zion may be a (Beast)
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I promised y'all Jah would hold it down,
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discipline when I (Beef)
Disgruntled with all this fronto,
tell Trav to chill with the (Leaf)
My parents should know I love 'em,
my momma locked in the grief
I finished this album up,
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while she barely able to speak
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I uncle to everyone I put that on
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The sooner you see the pic ture,
you defecate on belief
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Living peaceful with keys,
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messiah with gan ja trees
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My confidence out the roof,
and that done help me believe
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Inglorious with them keys,
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no snortin; I can't agree
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Living life like a king and there's
somethin' I'd rather be
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Silence is the semi
Verse 5
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shooter
s'always hit your siblings
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Excuse me for the sibilance
beginners study and listen
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My only mission is to burn in
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Hell and not in prison
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That's why I'm spitting shit that
make Jesus question religion
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This fan told me her parents
said I sound like the devil
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To me I sound like a poor
black kid from the ghetto
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Hello, my health declining I'm losing
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my mind my life's deshining
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Don't know why I love violence,
the sight of blood is so exciting
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Grip the pistol, coke off a nipple
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My brain fried, my memory sizzled,
my hood is vicious, don't get it twisted
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They hog tied my grandmama and
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whipped my grandpa with pistols
OG reefer hash wax
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Motherfuck your platinum plaque,
snakes eat rats
My celly keep ringing ringing,
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think they got my phone tapped
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Acid just like Actavis on
Actavis, never pacifist
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Pass the spliff, immaculate this is the
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return of Count Racula
Nothing scare me,
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I think my real mother is Bloody Mary
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I met Virgin Mary and popped her cherry
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My vision exquisite I see you clearly
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I'm a mix, Manson greatest hits
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with a hint of 2Pacalypse
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And I feed my dog gun powder,
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carve crucifx on hollow tips
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all this weed why I need a therapist
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Bitch, I'm a mix,
Manson greatest hits with a hint of 2Pacalypse
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And I feed my dog gun powder,
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carve crucifx on hollow tips
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all this weed why I need a therapist
Interlude 2
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Verse 6
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Why I feel like the past is
catching up to my ass
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Why I feel like the past is
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catching up to my ass
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Why I feel like the past is
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catching up to my ass
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Every day, me and Mary Jane
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