[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]

What the bloodclot? What the blood?

Get M-E-T-H-O-D, Drought 3, Dwayne Carter

With a splash of Busta's craft and a hint of Big Poppa

Little dash of Nasty Nas, top it off with Bob Marley

Throw 'em all in a blender and I'm what the fuck you get

And imagine that like a figment

I'm a walking, talking enigma

Somethin' you never figure

Ni-ni-ni-ni-nigga

I am like Randy Savage on acid

That's very vibrant and classic

A walking disaster, hazard to any rapper

That's rapping, we the underground killers

But globally they feel us cause we restoring the feeling

This guru spit voodoo, yes

I am that mass appealing, I'm feeling up on her breasts

She swallowing all my children, ha

Rack in my mouth, teeth made of gold

I'm sucking the areolas, my nigga, the best of both

Double entendre

And if they auctionin' niggas, then I'm the top product

What am I saying, they used to auction our forefathers

Where is my mind? Shit, I can't find it

Like looking for remote control after smoking marijuana

How is he so niggarish, yet so enlightened?

It can't be possible, he livin' everything he rhymin'

I feel like we entered the game with remarkable timin' (Timin', timin')

[Chorus: Zombie Juice]

Broke niggas only make jokes, nigga

I made more than I can fit in this quote, nigga

Quote, nigga, we the hope, nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga

Hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga

Hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga

[Verse 2: Erick the Architect]

I assemble sentences so I can reap the benefits

And I never see my nemesis, but I'm working on my penmanship

I counted many blessings, stressing women, nothing less of winning

If I'm talking shit, shit, man, I'm only kidding

Sitting on the sphere, Earth is spinning, persevere (What?)

2012 is here and instill a different kind of fear

It's material, and I ain't talkin fashion (What?)

Believe in what you want, cause no one knows to seem what happens, ya bastards

Since I smoked the cohiba, I'm evil

Zombies be competition, six feet deep beneath your people

Only illegal amounts of the medicine'll get you in a bind

I already got your heart, girl, I wanna fuck your mind

But since I came, developed my name, the author oughta slap you hard

I never drop the acid, bruh, I'm trippy as fuck

Because I'd rather knock it down instead of picking you up

So cut the ash right through the diamond, my hair wrapped up like a shaman, cuz

[Chorus: Zombie Juice]

Broke niggas only make jokes, nigga

I made more than I can fit in this quote, nigga

Quote, nigga, we the hope, nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga

Hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga

Hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga

[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]

Cruisin' down the street, ain't got a 6-4

Just a heart full of pride, a mouth full of gold

Corny baby mama knockin' at my front door

She just want my income, I'd rather get my dick sucked

I be that Z-O-M-B, shawty, don't tempt me

Leather on, Fonzirelli, piss on women, R. Kelly

Smashin' bitches in the telly, passing swishers rolled up with me

Trippy is as trippy does, catch me smoking potent, cuz

Having visions of Mason Betha coming back

Spitting crack, contemplating how we living under Satan

Discriminating and hating, this ain't rap

I call it food for the savoring

What's your craving, na-not for paparazzi, the most

Incredible dope, feta, cheddar, the revenue

Never seen federal, gotta stay 'head of the server, the Hedetet

Love my medical-hating niggas disguised as friends

I see the lies, wannabes, little Gs

Peep the A-P-Cs, I'm a G-O-D

Rep the N-Y-C, we got U-N-I, T-Y

It's time y'all get off my N-U-T-Zs, please

I got the scoop, ain't that about a bitch?

Take a flick with the microphone ripper, gravedigger

Hairy black ball nigga, sicker than your average

Twisting dank, fucking hoes on the kitchen sink

What you think? (What you think? What you think?)

(Zombie)

[Chorus: Zombie Juice]

Broke niggas only make jokes, nigga

I made more than I can fit in this quote, nigga

Quote, nigga, we the hope, nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga

Hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga

Hope nigga, hope nigga

Flatbush Zombie, motherfucker, we the hope, nigga