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Flatbush Zombies - Breakfast at ePiffanies Lyrics

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  • Bomb weed nigga get the visine nigga
  • Talk my shit hit the spliff till my eyes bleed nigga
  • My I.D. architect it lively
  • Cause the smoke is trailin me, but none of you compare to me
  • It's rare to see me rappin, bruh it's not a joke when I be actin' up
  • Johnny Depp, ***** a rep nigga I am deaf
  • I represent the limited, the militant, and the innocent
  • You can see it's real as shit you can taste it in your filaments
  • Grind got me feelin sick, *****es got me feelin rich
  • Cocaine for hors d'oeuvres make a pearl while she clear the dishes
  • So what I gotta flow you don't know what you're *****in with
  • Got friends up on some other shit that'll load you right to the mothership
  • Say I'm egotistic while then listen you're of no relief
  • My shades are darker than my Benz just so you can't notice me
  • Jeans saggin pants low, the anthem light a candle
  • After smokin something potent, popo's on it like I own it
  • Like it's mine, gotta recreate my thoughts until my organs leave my side
  • My soul and body frozen from this higher high
  • I advise you pass the craft, the gift wrapping, they televise actresses
  • And recognize havoc when it doesn't matter what the ***** we doin
  • Drama's brewin when you live in hell
  • I blame this well lift this cell, heaven we provel
  • My golden rule if you only knew that if you will surface that you will float
  • And your mother cervix born together feelin perfect, nigga
  • Curse you nigga
  • Dog it's nothin to us, hot timer
  • The showstopper, off the top like Sean Michaels
  • Hands in the air, light a blunt fix your hands in her hair
  • Crush a ***** up split that dutch throw the guts fill it up then roll it up
  • Repeat the process a few more times
  • Feel that high, realize, the world is built from many lies
  • But sometimes I throw around in my mind
  • Dilated eye, acid high, twenty-five
  • Top floor believe inside that you arrive through yourself
  • Feel your mind feel your body feelin godly
  • Nothin can harm thee from twenty bags to vacuum packed
  • The whole platuna, greenhouses in many places
  • This human race is built up from what we make it
  • I've been dead so ***** rules and ***** haters
  • Or anybody that wants to claim on my dead body
  • Ignite the flame, smokin' lethal
  • All I need in this life my sour diesel
  • Keep my head up, bet the dank roll
  • The high livin, three gram spliffs
  • Up in my livin room with many women to consume
  • Boned her with my boner, boned it till she comatose
  • Call it overdose, leaving hoes and foes smokin up a quarter roll
  • Two fingers, peace ho
  • Kaleidoscope eyes watch as I dematerialize
  • My team rolls with cohesion as we fly through broken skies
  • Told her the windows are your eyes, she can't hide when deep inside
  • And destiny is mine so I decide my own demise
  • Niggas ain't as big as I, we smokin O's you smokin dimes
  • I strangle you, gouge your eyes, haha as you bleed and die
  • I love the taste of them tears, come on, come on baby cry
  • Lets go free your mind, close your eyes, drift into the other side
  • Am I out my mind or is my mind out of I?
  • I can't lie, shit I impress myself sometimes
  • Two tabs at nine, tick tock, trip time
  • As the chemicals combine with my body and my mind
  • Oh we can forget the soul, I'm a OG, ho, so with the weed I roll
  • Smoke 'til these eyes glow, gold shining, I can't hide
  • To think they told me that we can't fly, well that's a damn lie
  • Cause I am that high, so when I spit from the sky
  • You niggas get baptized, I ain't even holy
  • But this gun I'm holdin will leave you holy moly, homie
  • Tombstone sittin on old money, yeah I bring a loaded bong rip
  • Of that bomb shit, nigga forever floatin' manifest
  • All in my mind then I focus motion eyes on Japan
  • America owe me land and a mother*****in mule
  • Why would I wanna be a tool, for a nation who
  • Blame these rap dudes for shootin up them schools

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