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L A S M

Black Sheep

A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

1991

I.B. - Interview Bitch
B.S. - When I'm not sure who's talking, or Dres and Lawnge both are
M.L. - Mista Lawnge
Dres - Who else?

(Yo-Yo: "Don't

of the earth searching for truth and triumph
Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice, and Erick the Architect
These are the Flatbush Zombies and this is 3001: A Laced

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

(Hey)
 And I cant show you what I do by day
And I wont show you what I do by night 
Grind everyday I be moving them packs
These niggas are fake wanna do

you ride around ya city
And now its goin down like the beats by Nitti
Meet me in the mall. Or meet me where they all
Fall through like the temp

still trying to defend until you stumble to the floor thinking this is the end

Chorus
Zombies are succeeding they’re all around you they’re still feeding

Fantastic 4

Big Punisher

The Professional

1998

And the beats are usually done by duro and clue

Who in the hell wanna battle, the ill mathematical?
My motherfuckin' brain is IBM compatible
Techniques are

I’m seeing hoes flock to my damaged 


Only problem is there are 


Now zombies and well manicured 


But I still impale them for the back


And man

me how work is, ask me how my music is
I'm tired of it

Up late with the zombies, they will never confine me
Love to say that I'm lying
New year, I got

feels like I am surrounded by a bunch of robots 
Sometimes i wish i was logic or kdot 
I could have the whole world 
By side 
Getting played by ugly god

Leaves her crib in the Pm
You'll prolly be her Atm
You'll prolly pay for her D.s
You'll prolly pay a bigger price if you don't cut off her B.s
Fvck

to take his place
Bear with his tomfoolery... Even if it splits
Your face! Don't be

Fooled by a peaceful
Un! He scared of em' supremacists! Of
Whom, trump

Yo, what about a song where Eggman cooks eggs
That are poisoned and designed to paralyze Sonic's legs
Or a rap about butts called Ass-ass-in's Creed

through their Twitter followers, blaggin' em
By the way I've got an album out why don't you check it?
They listened once on Spotify and left it
Forget it
I

You gotta move out of L.A., I'll put them Bs on your back
And Barbie keep her thumb in your butt
That Ken doll love gettin' fucked
Hide behind your

was propositioned by my opposition
To dial it back they don't like competition
As if I took away they pot to piss in
Like they albums I forgot to listen

wanna be like me and me
Tryna blow up like TNT
But not for the cash or the p’s and green
Just by myself repping 3 and 3
Open doors are what I seem to see

when life
Is passing you by
Wow bummer
Oh my god are you gonna be on after every song
I don’t know
I’m just here for your cool concept album
Much as i

was in her throat
Grab her by her toe, she already know
Why it sound like murder? Kill that fucking flow
She was cheating on me, kill that fucking hoe,

To love

I'm so glad I wrote myself and album
To pull me out when horribly wrong
Had to say it in multiple songs
She so abusive consumed by the noice
Her

rehearsal I'm sick
My album is like one long AIDS commercial (yuck!)
I'ma take your worst nightmare
Divide it by fair and multiply it by 9 squared
I'm

somebody build his
Crazy as it sounds
We are not taught the real stiff to build us up in schools
We just live zombies
Obeying some stupid rules
We'really

mamas are IRS employed, and they came to collect
Are those royalties, s n, go hand over that check
That's all I have your honor, how else am I supposed

to change the game take it day to day and be done at dawn
Nights are long go on and on before the morning comes she probably wouldn't love me if She saw