Flatbush Zombies - Bliss Lyrics
[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliot]I blink twice 'til my eyes close on my faceDeep breaths, struggling to reach home baseAwkward nigga, mother *****er this is a raceGod made me great, so I been invisible to hatePartly humane, part of the same, part of the gameUsed to smoke a Parliment before I partied with my painAnd Bacardi was the same, 151 to your brainBut I'd rather beg my pardon than to party with you lames[Hook: Meechy Darko]***** money, ***** friends, ***** family***** *****, ***** drugs, ***** sanityI don't give a shit, Why?Cause ignorance is bliss, right***** the law, ***** the president and white house***** the jury, ***** the judge in the nightgownI don't give a shit, Why?Cause ignorance is bliss, right[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]Sit back and analyze my life like Montana did whiteAll the *****es I hit, and all the *****es I mightClearly underrated amongst all the favoriteBut ***** it, my styles like ???I'mma keep smoking 'til my lungs collapseAnd ***** y'all laws, I'mma keep my straps???I'm better off dead, somebody fill my head up with leadDropped outta high school, lint in my pocketI picked up the profit, the block *****in, *****es is hawkin'Grandma don't want me, Grandpa kinda lonelyPay my dues, wear my jewels, refuse, never I lose***** that, on my last dollar and my bus pass*****in' with some niggas that'll give a mother *****Who *****in with us? No one *****in with us, time to reconsiderZombie gang, walking dead, none iller[Hook][Verse 3: Meechy Darko]***** your faculty, your fans, and your music***** the engineer, and the nigga that produced it***** your religion, your god, and your guidanceTell Virgin Mary time for Meech to pop that hymen***** the Moon, ***** the stars, ***** Venus and Mars***** a Rolex and diamond ring with them flashy cars***** the last supper, ***** your church and it's gospel***** them halfway dead niggas in the hospital***** my left lung, ***** my right lung***** my chrome gun, ***** my black gun***** ***** ***** ***** *****Drop five bombs, ***** that I'm onLike the mic I record with, ***** global warming***** heaven and hell, purgatory***** the pastor, ***** you for giving him offering*****in' exhausted from all these *****sI'm *****in' off this nigga, what the *****[Hook]
