RZA & Flatbush Zombies – Plug Addicts Lyrics

RZA Flatbush Zombies – Plug Addicts Lyrics
RZA Flatbush Zombies – Plug Addicts Lyrics

 

Plug Addicts Lyrics By RZA & Flatbush Zombies

(Yeah, uhhh)
Plug addicts, they love rappin’ with me
Zombie gang my regime, we duck the traffic of D’s
So I’m chasing the speed, another slap on my knee
Somehow I chose this rappin’ instead of wrappin’ a key
Mackin’ the G, my sh*t intact so we tap with our feet

Rather unique, RZA craft this immaculate beat
Blast with the heat, impact with this accuracy
Last one to sleep, just imagine what happened to me
Factory made, back to the graves and they microwave
The type of sh*t that make a n**** turn the mic away
The type of sh*t that make a n**** take ya life away

Live now or die today, we ain’t used to holidays
We ain’t used to common place
We ain’t got no common sense
We ain’t got no confidence
f*ck a 9 to 5, a n**** worth the length of monuments
Lion hearted, tiger face
Any corner, time and place, architect the time it takes
Inner-city outta state, and globally, we outta space

Wait up, Arc, hold up wait
Never in a sober state
100k we hold the date, I understand we overtake
Zombie Juice, coordinate
We got more dough to make
Darko n**** hold the weight, flow colder than Dakota states
Triple OG, beats, break your f*ckin’ shoulder blade
Strings gliding like n***** upon a rollerblade

Killin’ you n*****, pa** the shovel, I’m diggin’ your ditches
Pitiful, I leave you critical, under one condition
I threw my doggy off the roof, he wouldn’t fetch my paper
Black Rambo, in Nike vandals, expand coke, that’s not love
Glocked tucked, shooting slow motion like John Woo flicks
White doves, black gloves, cut the tongues off loose lips
Piss on your grave, s*ck your mother, I give two sh*ts

Might rob your favorite rapper, momma need rent for her new whip
Never was a little n****, signed my own permission slips
The acid hits by sunrise, n****, that’s a day trip
Close your eyes, imagine if n***** lived out
Just exactly what they’re rappin’ and you have to stand out
By what you press on vinyl packaging
Buck 40 a rappers face & tell his shorty keep the change
I cannot be tamed

This a murder scene turn this sh*t to-
I’m in the pa**enger, my b*tch drunk she feelin’ good
Smellin’ sweet like lavender
I’ve got a body in the trunk, had to check for cameras
And the weed was kinda skunk
Hope we don’t get stopped for nothin’, see the cops we gotta run
Put the pedal to the floor, got a shovel and a saw
We can hack ’em into pieces burn ’em up buried in feces

Black suit like John Wick, she got the braid like tomb raider
I check the news we targets, interviews with our neighbors
Hope we make it out the state before they set up checkpoints
Ain’t tryin’ to see them big gates, won’t let them take me alive
And if you snitched on me, b*tch, I hope it eats you alive

Text abuela, we’ll see you manana, don’t worry nana
Can’t use our credit cards ’cause they track all the places
But we runnin’ outta gas and we can’t hide our faces
sh*t you see them blue lights? She said “Don’t think we can make it”
Shots fired, woke up on the hospital bed
Enemy of the state, cop killer what they said

Plug addicts, they love rappin’ with me