Biografia:
Flatbush Zombies is an American hip hop group from the Flatbush section of Brooklyn, New York City, formed in 2010. The group is composed of rappers Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice and Erick Arc Elliott, with Elliott also serving as their regular record producer. The trio are part of the East Coast hip hop movement known as "Beast Coast", which also consists of fellow Brooklyn-based rap groups The Underachievers and Pro Era.
Flatbush Zombies have collaborated with various artists
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[Intro: DIA]
N.C.
Don't be anxious or impatient
N.C.
Cause I, I wanna hold you close and never let go
[Bridge: Zombie Juice]
Dm C
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
Bb A
But you and I got to be for you and I
Dm C
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
Bb A
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
Dm C
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
Bb A
But you and I got to be for you and I
Dm C
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
Bb A
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
Dm C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
Bb A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
Dm C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
Bb A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
Dm C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
Bb A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
Dm C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
Bb A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
Dm C Bb
Ooh, I say we struggle, it's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
A Dm
Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
C
'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
Bb A Dm
Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they 'uggin' our breath
C
Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
Bb A
There's six grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
Dm C
Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
Bb A
Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives
[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
Dm C
Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
Bb A
But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
Dm C
I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
Bb A
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
Dm C
Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death
Bb A
Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
Dm C
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
Bb A
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now
[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott]
Dm C
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
Bb A
If my brother need some money, man I prol'ly sell that shit, hey
Dm C
Break it into pieces, ooh, wow; there it is
Bb A
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
Dm C
Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
Bb A
This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
Dm C
My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
Bb A
No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit
[Verse 4: Meechy Darko + sample]
Dm C
Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
Bb A
That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
Dm C
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
Bb A
And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
Dm C
'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
Bb A
They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
Dm C
Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
Bb A
Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
Dm C
They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
Bb A
And due to karma, my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
Dm C
When I was 5, I told my mom I wanted to die
Bb A
Then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
Dm C
Man, this life, is filled with stress
Bb A
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
Dm C Bb
I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
A Dm
Aunt Pam died from cancer; I quit them cigarettes
C Bb
Weight of world on my shoulder—I just finished my reps
A Dm
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
C Bb
Feelin' so self-destructive, like I’m clingin' to death
A Dm
Took my five-digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
C Bb
Took a look at my ring, finger charm on my neck
A Dm
Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
C Bb
I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
A Dm
But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
Dm C
I heard that blood's thicker than them Atlanta strippers
Bb A
But these my brothers, I ain't got real brothers to know the difference
Dm C
And, Erick, if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
Bb A
'Cause she my momma, too, I promise you
Dm C
I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Bb A
Load .4-5 (Rah-rah!) pull homicide for my niggas
Dm C
Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
Bb A
Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
Dm C
To prove to you that it's Zombie Gang, rotten flesh
Bb A
That's to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
Dm C
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
Bb A Dm
I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees for custody
C Bb
She wildin' out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
A
("Order in the court!") Judge, please ("Order!")
Dm C
I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
Bb A
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
Dm C
This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
Bb A
Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
Dm C
Ooh, it’s Darky, baby; a whole different hue
Bb A
My grand-daddy got 8 balls; come and get a cue
Dm C
I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
Bb A
Headshot, red dot, now make a move
[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
Dm C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
Bb A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
Dm C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
Bb A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
Dm C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
Bb A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
Dm C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
Bb A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
N.C.
Don't be anxious or impatient
N.C.
Cause I, I wanna hold you close and never let go
[Bridge: Zombie Juice]
Dm C
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
Bb A
But you and I got to be for you and I
Dm C
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
Bb A
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
Dm C
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
Bb A
But you and I got to be for you and I
Dm C
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
Bb A
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
Dm C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
Bb A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
Dm C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
Bb A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
Dm C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
Bb A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
Dm C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
Bb A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
Dm C Bb
Ooh, I say we struggle, it's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
A Dm
Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
C
'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
Bb A Dm
Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they 'uggin' our breath
C
Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
Bb A
There's six grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
Dm C
Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
Bb A
Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives
[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
Dm C
Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
Bb A
But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
Dm C
I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
Bb A
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
Dm C
Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death
Bb A
Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
Dm C
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
Bb A
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now
[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott]
Dm C
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
Bb A
If my brother need some money, man I prol'ly sell that shit, hey
Dm C
Break it into pieces, ooh, wow; there it is
Bb A
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
Dm C
Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
Bb A
This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
Dm C
My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
Bb A
No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit
[Verse 4: Meechy Darko + sample]
Dm C
Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
Bb A
That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
Dm C
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
Bb A
And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
Dm C
'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
Bb A
They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
Dm C
Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
Bb A
Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
Dm C
They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
Bb A
And due to karma, my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
Dm C
When I was 5, I told my mom I wanted to die
Bb A
Then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
Dm C
Man, this life, is filled with stress
Bb A
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
Dm C Bb
I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
A Dm
Aunt Pam died from cancer; I quit them cigarettes
C Bb
Weight of world on my shoulder—I just finished my reps
A Dm
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
C Bb
Feelin' so self-destructive, like I’m clingin' to death
A Dm
Took my five-digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
C Bb
Took a look at my ring, finger charm on my neck
A Dm
Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
C Bb
I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
A Dm
But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
Dm C
I heard that blood's thicker than them Atlanta strippers
Bb A
But these my brothers, I ain't got real brothers to know the difference
Dm C
And, Erick, if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
Bb A
'Cause she my momma, too, I promise you
Dm C
I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Bb A
Load .4-5 (Rah-rah!) pull homicide for my niggas
Dm C
Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
Bb A
Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
Dm C
To prove to you that it's Zombie Gang, rotten flesh
Bb A
That's to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
Dm C
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
Bb A Dm
I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees for custody
C Bb
She wildin' out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
A
("Order in the court!") Judge, please ("Order!")
Dm C
I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
Bb A
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
Dm C
This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
Bb A
Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
Dm C
Ooh, it’s Darky, baby; a whole different hue
Bb A
My grand-daddy got 8 balls; come and get a cue
Dm C
I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
Bb A
Headshot, red dot, now make a move
[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
Dm C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
Bb A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
Dm C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
Bb A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
Dm C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
Bb A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
Dm C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
Bb A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
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