"Don't Do Drugs Kids" - Flatbush Zombies [SoundCloud Audio Stream + Lyrics]

Dark, druggy hip-hop is in full force on this new single from Flatbush Zombies and produced by The Architect, appropriately (or ironically?) titled "Don't Do Drugs Kids."

Flatbush Zombies "Don't Do Drugs Kids" Lyrics:

Acid, Acid
Tabs, tabs
Roll it, smoke it
Take a drag, drag

[Verse]
Ain't no heart in the music, it's all device
In the lab cooking work like Walter White
My general salute, I got a grandma too
and have a nigga head spinning like a poltergeist
Probably never gon' change nigga, fuck fame
This is real cocaine, nigga nigga numb to the gums
Numb, numb 'til you spit
Nothing I ever do is whack, so in fact I am that sick (ill)
Nigga hit it once then be pass it (still)
Casket casket, I am often drastic
Undead to the dead two horns in my head
Levitating when my eyes become red, dawg
Nectar for the holy protector, wreck them
Yes I carry along weapon, just in case
Machine gun them, we clear the place
True Jah love ganja we blaze

Don't do drugs kids, give them to I
It's amazing how acid could open your eyes
My face look sour cause I'm smoking it guy
I'm so damn high, can't open my eyes

[Verse]
You my best, nuh-uh, I'm the best, bruh-bruh
Shotgun, pump pump, leaving you leaking, slump slump
Now you all fucked up, don't compare us to nobody nigga, they're not us
Had to die for these children, fuck the music is my crutch
OG, I puff, gold teeth, not much if (not at all)
Told her I don't give a fuck unless the money's involved
Or drugs involved, or fucks involved
Baby, a dollar and a dream'll make your money evlolve
Like watered down packs, you're not that raw
These Bolivian bars that I'm stepped on
Hear thy weapon, fear thy weapon
Nigga, you slipping if you ain't near thy weapon
Supreme seams, Zombie logo
Or I'm wearing polo, eye bleed hit trees meet Sonny Bono
Between these seas and I row row row row
Radiant girl can't see my aura
I'm Meechy I needs me a Rita Ora
Lock your daughters, I'm coming for her
I knock that bitch up, and not support her
I'm joking sorta
You know my future's bright and I'm kinda important
I don't need the karma drama baby momma
Let's hear bout ? she spray the llama
When doubt I got problems, I spit that fool and drown in a coffin
The worlds on my back, and it's quite exhausting
But I'm a keep it squeezing it for all this fortune
I'm off this