[Verse 1: AK] It's the return of the Rotten Apple Through time travel, army of indigo swarmin' Shepherd the leopard, fuck cattle We be the Beast Coast pharaohs You smell the weed smoke that we toke Put them in sleep mode Like a PC, OG, that New York diesel From the bottom to the top, right But shit, I'm on the block, still Plottin' with partin', your bitch on my cock (Haha) Not still twerkin' for a G 'Cause I bring life to all her drinks I think twice, there's no second life So I take pride in what I do A living god, it’s why they kneel For my weakness is not in heel Go to Hell, Heaven, whatever The longer you gone, the better 47 restin' never, we buildin' this shit together 'Cause one man's insanity's another man's treasure, nigga
[Chorus: Meechy Darko & AK] Stop tryna be Jesus, try and be better Your chakras is clogged, bitch, raise your energy level Your weapons is flawed, from the barrel to the levers Ahk say "Oh lord" And of course a nigga get 'em Stop tryna be 2Pac, try and be better Your chakras is clogged, bitch, raise your energy level Your weapons is flawed, from the barrel to the levers Meech say "Done 'em all" And of course a nigga get 'em
[Verse 2: Meechy Darko] Ain't it ironic that the Zombies runnin' the Rotten Apple? Ran out of competition, so I battle my fuckin' shadow Gave her the hard drive, she sync my data DNA matter, spit it on my dick, and downloaded it after I've reached the highest level, eyes red like the Devil Your chakras is clogged up, bitch, raise your energy level They are more than appalling, oh my godly presence And shall I mention I'm reinventing the ideology of what they consider social acceptance through every fucking sentence? (Every word, bitch) My tongue's a weapon, so, bitch, if we kiss, your head is severed I fucked a cougar named Dandelion to Def Leppard Scratches and paw prints, all over my garments, oh shit
[Chorus: Meechy Darko & AK] Stop tryna be Jesus, try and be better Your chakras is clogged, bitch, raise your energy level Your weapons is flawed, from the barrel to the levers Ahk say "Oh lord" And of course a nigga get 'em Stop tryna be 2Pac, try and be better Your chakras is clogged, bitch, raise your energy level Your weapons is flawed, from the barrel to the levers Meech say "Done 'em all" And of course a nigga get 'em
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No Religion, the lack of second chances means it’s your responsibility to get shit right the first time around. Two Brooklyn rap crews whose members fall into the second category, Flatbush ZOMBiES and The Underachievers share their atheistic life philosophy on a newly-released joint single. Over Rich Flyerand Erick Arc Elliott‘s hazy sample work, the Beast Coast colleagues urge their peers to “Stop tryin’ to be Jesus” (or 2Pac) and strive to fulfill their own true potential in the limited time available to them. This thought-provoking, lyrically on-point selection is set to appear on the Zombies’ forthcoming Better off Dead LP.
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