lirik lagu flatbush zombies - facts
[chorus: meechy darko]
any motherf–ker with a gun ain’t a mobster (facts!)
every chick with an -ss ain’t poppin’ (more facts!)
every beat with a 808 ain’t knockin’ (facts!)
bring it back, please—rewind it
every rapper with a platinum plaque ain’t a problem (facts!)
every n-gg- flippin’ packs ain’t a hustler (more facts!)
everybody bought cause profit ain’t always progress (facts!)
bring it back, please—rewind this
â
[verse 1: meechy darko]
i’m a walkin’, talkin’ silhouette, the darkest rhymer
since dmx dropped that alb-m with blood all over his body
haters talk sh-t, but i don’t hear or mind ’em
cause all that foul play gon’ lead to check when i find ’em
your girls be like, “choke me, daddy i’m a freak”
next week she pop up with all type of hospital fees
you know me, shootin’ until i get a trophy
been smokin’ this potent, i coughed up an organ
and you wastin’ your p-ssy if you ain’t let us all in
f–k your contract, b-tch i’m breakin’ all the clauses
acid god, man i got everybody on it
every verse a horror scene, raptrick bateman vorhees
remember me? boosie on the side, tunechi on top
gold fangs, now everybody look like me, ha
what you geekin’, f–k you tweakin’, i ain’t ever lost b-tch
only time you k!ll sh-t when you pay for abortions
â
[chorus: meechy darko]
any motherf–ker with a gun ain’t a mobster (facts!)
every chick with an -ss ain’t poppin’ (more facts!)
every beat with a 808 ain’t knockin’ (facts!)
bring it back, please—rewind it
every rapper with a platinum plaque ain’t a problem (facts!)
every n-gg- flippin’ packs ain’t a hustler (more facts!)
everybody bought cause profit ain’t always progress (facts!)
bring it back, please—rewind this
â
[verse 2: jadakiss]
you appear to be more than you are
how you expect me to think your jewelry is real? it costs more than your car
all this rollie sh-t is all a facade
you the ace in your hood, you on the red carpet fallin’ apart
d-mn, i ain’t never heard of it
how you receivin’ rewards for a song where you ain’t write a single word of it?
and, the tempo don’t matter, i’ma murder it (nah)
any obstacle i’ma hurdle it (yeah, yeah)
just sound effects and mumblin’
to obtain success is to be humblin’
and if you don’t understand, that means you one of them
until they get it, i’ma continue to punish them
hope you heard us, don’t compare us (nah)
to the large percentage of smoke and mirrors (everybody)
ahh, i’ma leave it like that
cause everything i said in the verse was all facts
â
[chorus: meechy darko]
any motherf–ker with a gun ain’t a mobster (facts!)
every chick with an -ss ain’t poppin’ (more facts!)
every beat with a 808 ain’t knockin’ (facts!)
bring it back, please—rewind it
every rapper with a platinum plaque ain’t a problem (facts!)
every n-gg- flippin’ packs ain’t a hustler (more facts!)
everybody bought ’cause profit ain’t always progress (facts!)
bring it back, please—rewind this
â
[verse 3: meechy darko]
all these new wave n-gg-s lyin’ when they rappin’ (facts!)
when they really just be talkin’ bout some sh-t that never happens
same n-gg-s rappin’ ’bout same whips, same fashion
and b-tches tryna get real love with fake -sses (more facts!)
chase -ssets, mind and your body gotta equal
the rule over second not to get side tracked, you figure
i mentioned last chick i had super bad but she burned me (facts!)
thank god it wasn’t herpes
lazy b-tches screaming “where the surgeons at?”
now black girls off white like virgil’s brand (more facts!)
got these fake gang bang n-gg-s on the ‘gram
snitchin’ on themself via cam
but excuse me, i think juice laced my weed again
i don’t trust n-body, no, not even (myself!)
that’s why i keep a condom on my d-ck before i leave the (crib!)
you can’t buy your b-tch’s love, boy there’s always bigger (shrimp!)
if she with you cause you f–k, she gon’ find some better (d-ck!)
b-tches party, party, party like the spring breaker (flick!)
see your booty on the ‘gram and never pictures with your (kids!)
why his uniform so dirty and his timbs is scuffed to (sh-t?!)
meanwhile you on vacation and every weekend is (lit!)
n-gg-s buy jewelry, buy jordans, buy beamer, buy rover, buy rolex (facts!)
buy gucci, buy louis, but you can’t buy culture (more facts!)
n-gg-, not my culture, duck down, we see them vultures
â
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