Flatbush Zombies, RZA - Plug Addicts lyrics

Yeah, uh

Plug addicts, they love rappin' with me
Zombie Gang my regime
We duck the traffic of Ds
So I'm chasin' the speed
Another slap on my knee
Somehow I chose this rappin' instead
Of wrappin' a ki'
Mackin' the G, my shit 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 shit that make a
Nigga turn the mic away
The type of shit that make a
Nigga take your life away
Live now or diе today
'cause we ain't used to holidays
Wе ain't used to common place
We ain't got no common sense
We ain't got no confidence
Fuck a nine-to-five
A nigga worth the length of monuments
Lion hearted, tiger face
Any corner, time and place
Architect the time it takes inner city
Out of state and globally we out of space

Wait up Arc, hold up, wait
Never in a sober state
Hundred K, we hold the date
I understand we overtake
Zombie Juice coordinate
We got more dough to make
Darko nigga, hold the weight
Flow colder than Dakota states triple OG
Beats break a fuckin' shoulder blade
Strings glidin' like niggas
Upon a rollerblade

Killin' you niggas, pass 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 glock tucked
Shootin' slow-motion like John Wu flicks
White doves, black gloves
Cut the tongues off loose lips
Piss on your grave, suck your mudda
I give two shit's
Might rob your favorite rapper
Mama need rims for her new whip
Never was a little nigga
Signed my own permission slips
The acid hit's by sunrise, nigga
That's a day trip
Close your eyes and imagine
If niggas lived out
Just exactly what they rappin' and
You'd have to stand out
By what you press on vinyl packagin'
Buck-forty a rapper face and tell his shorty
"Keep the change" i can not be tamed

This a murder scene, turn this shit to
(AHHHH)
I'm in the passenger, my bitch drunk
She feelin' good
Smellin' sweet like lavender
I 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 sword
We can hack him into pieces, burn him 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 setup checkpoints
Ain't tryna see them big gates
Won't let them take me alive
And if you snitch on me bitch
I hope it eat you alive
Text abuela, "We'll see you
Mañana", don't worry, nana
Can't use our credit cards 'cause
They track all the places
But we runnin' out of gas and
We can't hide our faces
"Shit, you seen them blue lights?"
She said, "Don't think we can make it"
Shots fired, woke up on a hospital bed
Enemy of the state, cop killer what they said
Plug addicts, they love rappin' with me