[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
Natural born killer, LSD user
Hennessy sipper, fat pussy eater
Slightly bipolar, Backwood smoker
Hood gynecologist, mami, let me check yo' chocha
[Verse 2: Erick the Architect]
Wanna-be thinker, readin'-ass nigga
Sometimes I don't speak up, so I smoke this joint to keep up
Love my señoritas, fat booty, D cups
Extra money surplus, my excellence unheard of
[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]
Eyes low, grinnin', cell phone ringin'
Palms stay itchin', ganja I be twistin'
Yo' chick steady switchin', givin', finger lickin'
Kissin', suckin', spittin', kissin', suckin', spittin'
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Verse 4: Zombie Juice]
They say, "Winnin' isn't everything", well shit, it's the beginnin'
I be the missin' link, I hope you join mе as I fill in
Illustrious, victorious, educated villain
Noble with thеse words, I'm proof, I show you how I'm livin'
[Verse 5: Meechy Darko]
Fronto leaf rolled up, Brooklyn-born soldier
Pistol by my scrotum, never pay for chocha
Conspiracy theorist, sacrilegious lyrics
When Erick Arc on the beat, nigga, we don't need no clearance
[Verse 6: Erick the Architect]
Skin with no tattoo, rappin' like Badu
Orchestrate the sample, drum beats I dismantle
Suicide, you decide, the money; how it's handled
We ain't miss a meal my nigga, slavin' over canned food
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