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PETER ROSENBERG FT. FLATBUSH ZOMBIES lyrics : "Real Late Freestyle 2"

(Verse)
I'm real silly with it, real witty with it
Grab the kitty watch it wiky wiky

Got my spliffy, I been a Benz punamy
Your #~!!@ poundin, it's on to the next
Live from the underground, deep the sound

Wild mother$#&@er, golden shmow
Tryna stay level headed, ho %#@! down
Walk around, no crown, champion bound

Flatbush raised me, the drug game paid me
Yo (*##$ I'm blazin and smoking in the same speak
Buss up in her mouth piece, ^!$$% there, no seats

Beast Coast, we been here, permanent ink
Flow got the choppers, pop yo partners, fill em up like ampinatas
Young man, any given day could be yo last

Elevate yo mind, intertwine visions from the sky
Zombies never die, we multiply
Told you, multiply


(Verse)
Told er don't be shy, multiply like the chronic

Shawty left my fingers sticky like the onyx
I am automatic trigger, happy I am ^!$$%
Nappy digger, savvy so you rappers don't harass me,

I would rather you just pass me by
Bar side, that-a-way, $#&@ my ^!$$%s gotta say?
I know I kept you waitin, articulatin my gamma ray

Brain storm, 8 arms, lead this generation
New school, I'm elevate on, help with nathon ^!$$%
Fall like dominoes and somehow the best to kill

The truth nobody knows
Coming as the abyss, is it truth is it myth?
You got a fetish for humour? I $#&@ around with yo (*##$

Tell er kinetic powers if the world was ours
I would seek the honest, I am off the island
All I see is money multiplying like a mother$#&@er

You're a blood sucker, we known to hustle
Love to bust so uh
Why yo broad's touchin the plain clothes don't bother me no more

Got em all in the law, have you chit checking yo jaw
^!$$% raw, I told you before we set it off
So of course is this confrontation then I must ruck it off


Uh, well I guess it's my go
Aye, well I guess it's our go


(Verse)
Every bar raise the bar, I perform holocaust

All aboard man, my cup done runnin forth
As I pour I make sure I give yall that rugged roar
I mention them drugs and !@^%s, they'd crucify me for sure

But a cross on my back will not detour me
From the road to the riches and the diamonds
For surely, young black Gotti

Due to nature we naughty, the mysterious fall from imperial perfection
Be the minimal, grab my thoughts and commit my who walk in the holy
Pyramids, at least he got my spider senses tinglin

Balm $$# weed got me higher than Corey light or crashin in some buildians
Eyes low like Clint East when you're filmin this
!@&@e and some rum, now she feelin me

!@&@e and she numb but she feelin it, big chief Meech
Smoking like a chimney, tab on my tongue deflecting negative energy
I think I figured out why they killed pops, thinkin Kennedy

But I keep that on the down low like half of the industry
3 foreign chicks in my bed and they tend to em
Under the sheets it's more legs than the centipede

And my ^&@#$ the centrepiece
You mean (*##$ I been the beast
Beast, what's beast a one?

Think you can see the sweats in this beast
Live in the east and you feast, opposite don't leak
My flow is very unique, my hair is crazy as me

FU, NYC, we hold it down for you

They can rhyme, Zombie

But I'm a rhymer, Zombie
That ain't rhyme but I'm a rhymer

(Verse)
Fresh out the great, bloody money, money great

Bong grips, 4 AM, feelin born again
Look at him, I look at I, as I drop 3 times
Two more drops on each eye, feellin like I can't fly
No R Kells but I don't mind, she's 17, she get the pot
I'm martial artist, I'm really savage and I beat the coup, call it gymnastics

My song tragic, my flow has it
Them girls love the @@#!y like they love the molly
Kill em all kamikaze, C4 strapped to my body
Pow!


Wuddup?
You suicidal bro?
Damn right!


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