Real Late Freestyle 2 (feat. Flatbush Zombies) Lyrics

(Verse)
I'm real silly with it, real witty with it
Grab the kitty watch it wiky wiky
Got my spliffy, I been a Benz punamy
Your pussy poundin, it's on to the next
Live from the underground, deep the sound
Wild motherfucker, golden shmow
Tryna stay level headed, ho shit down
Walk around, no crown, champion bound
Flatbush raised me, the drug game paid me
Yo bitch I'm blazin and smoking in the same speak
Buss up in her mouth piece, nigga there, no seats
Beast Coast, we been here, permanent ink
Flow got the choppers, pop yo partners, fill em up like ampinatas
Young man, any given day could be yo last
Elevate yo mind, intertwine visions from the sky
Zombies never die, we multiply
Told you, multiply

(Verse)
Told er don't be shy, multiply like the chronic
Shawty left my fingers sticky like the onyx
I am automatic trigger, happy I am nigga
Nappy digger, savvy so you rappers don't harass me,
I would rather you just pass me by
Bar side, that-a-way, fuck my niggas gotta say?
I know I kept you waitin, articulatin my gamma ray
Brain storm, 8 arms, lead this generation
New school, I'm elevate on, help with nathon nigga
Fall like dominoes and somehow the best to kill
The truth nobody knows
Coming as the abyss, is it truth is it myth?
You got a fetish for humour? I fuck around with yo bitch
Tell er kinetic powers if the world was ours
I would seek the honest, I am off the island
All I see is money multiplying like a motherfucker
You're a blood sucker, we known to hustle
Love to bust so uh
Why yo broad's touchin the plain clothes don't bother me no more
Got em all in the law, have you chit checking yo jaw
Nigga raw, I told you before we set it off
So of course is this confrontation then I must ruck it off

Uh, well I guess it's my go
Aye, well I guess it's our go

(Verse)
Every bar raise the bar, I perform holocaust
All aboard man, my cup done runnin forth
As I pour I make sure I give yall that rugged roar
I mention them drugs and whores, they'd crucify me for sure
But a cross on my back will not detour me
From the road to the riches and the diamonds
For surely, young black Gotti
Due to nature we naughty, the mysterious fall from imperial perfection
Be the minimal, grab my thoughts and commit my who walk in the holy
Pyramids, at least he got my spider senses tinglin
Balm ass weed got me higher than Corey light or crashin in some buildians
Eyes low like Clint East when you're filmin this
Coke and some rum, now she feelin me
Coke and she numb but she feelin it, big chief Meech
Smoking like a chimney, tab on my tongue deflecting negative energy
I think I figured out why they killed pops, thinkin Kennedy
But I keep that on the down low like half of the industry
3 foreign chicks in my bed and they tend to em
Under the sheets it's more legs than the centipede
And my penis the centrepiece
You mean bitch I been the beast
Beast, what's beast a one?
Think you can see the sweats in this beast
Live in the east and you feast, opposite don't leak
My flow is very unique, my hair is crazy as me
FU, NYC, we hold it down for you

They can rhyme, Zombie
But I'm a rhymer, Zombie
That ain't rhyme but I'm a rhymer

(Verse)
Fresh out the great, bloody money, money great
Bong grips, 4 AM, feelin born again
Look at him, I look at I, as I drop 3 times
Two more drops on each eye, feellin like I can't fly
No R Kells but I don't mind, she's 17, she get the pot
I'm martial artist, I'm really savage and I beat the coup, call it gymnastics
My song tragic, my flow has it
Them girls love the cocky like they love the molly
Kill em all kamikaze, C4 strapped to my body
Pow!

Wuddup?
You suicidal bro?
Damn right!