Flatbush Zombies, Domo Genesis - Plz Don't Make Me Do It lyrics

Now I still don't pop molly
But, I smoke around a pound of weed
Around an hour time we'll burn
The sour like calories
That money shit enpowers me, cowards
While ya'll cowardly doubted me
Swear if uncle could see me now
He'd be proud of me
But, I pour some out for my dead homies
Smoking out in Flatbush
Zombies my dead homies rommi my bread homie
I've seen some niggas die before they crime
And if I go I'd be proud to say
I put some reason in my rhymes
Believe that I'm in time
My season come online
Spring, winter, fall bring any raw
See that involves snakes out the grass
Priest of the law, preach and resolve
But, you niggas too hard headed
That "I want it all" fetish
Devil is still aline
I ain't going where y'all headed
I don't get what I want
I know my niggas is war ready
A couple 100 degrees
Still seeming the heat is rising
Withdrawal from the fiends
They say "you can't deprive me"
This just my essence, no
Second guessing, please, read the science
Fuck the world, smoke weed, cheat, be defiant
Curse all of you bitch niggas
'Cause, I might hurt one of you bitch niggas
Please don't make me do it
I think I'm on my old shit
They wanna see me on my old shit
Believe I'm on my old shit

Curse all of you bitch niggas
'Cause, I might hurt one of you bitch niggas
Please don't make me do it
I think I'm on my old shit
They wanna see me on my old shit
Believe I'm on my old shit

Bridge the gap between us
Always reminiscing about some old shit
Smoking good weed and you know
We smoke the whole zip
Outie when the hoes dip
Know we rocking J's, know it be the old shit
Phone disconnected when you call
That's my old shit
Seeing other bitches at the mall
That's my ho shit
Know your friend is so sick
That's why I play my old shit
So when I'm dead and gone you can
Say you know my old shit
This is for the vultures
I do this for the culture
Not cause I'm supposed to
Soldiers never show love
There is something old 'bout a new drug
There is something rad 'bout a good fuck
Good women, good weed
That's why a nigga move at such a speed
Eyes shifty on these fiends
I disintegrate regimes
You see me move smooth
When I orchestrate tunes
I'm Coltrane if he ate shrooms, I assume
Curse all of you bitch niggas
'Cause, I might hurt one of you bitch niggas
Please don't make me do it
I think I'm on my old shit
They wanna see me on my old shit
Believe I'm on my old shit

Curse all of you bitch niggas
'Cause, I might hurt one of you bitch niggas
Please don't make me do it
I think I'm on my old shit
They wanna see me on my old shit
Believe I'm on my old shit
Old shit i'm on my old shit