Flatbush Zombies – Amerikkkan Pie lyrics

[Verse 1 : Meech]
I am redesigning the mind of the ma**es
That fear a black man with tattoos and bandanas
But when a white man with tattoos and bandanas
Joins a bike gang its all cool with the balance.
Hate my black flesh, but you’re mad that I came up
You cannot change, rearrange my chemical make-up
Pigmentation, annunaki blood, who just wanted to make ya astral project blood
Outta the matrix, you fake f**s plagurus
I make a whore drop d** with my cranium, telepathy,
Host with the most, you can’t find a better beast
Better off dead, sever off heads
Ever since I blew up n***as think I got bread
So they got their hands out, they gon’ get their palms read
Red from all the bloodshed
[Hook: Meechy Darko]
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Load it up my n***a, bang bang
Cook that rock n***a, slang ‘caine
Point your finger, play the blame game
f** it dog it’s the American way
Get high my n***a, maintain
Sell lies, chase fame
Cause if they could they would still hang
Trust me dog it’s the American way
[Verse 2: Erick Ark Elliot]
Music my own drug the beauty through the people
n***as will never change unless you thinkin’ you need to
We rebuild and destroy, home of the unemployed
We callin’ it rap, while you callin’ it noise
So evacuate your homes, radios never play my favorite song
Miss America would never be black, no use in tellin’ me that

Everybody could coincide, it could never be that
Good riddance to the realest, but you gotta feel us
Gettin cash every day twistin flame Herban Phillups
Stereotype, never marry a wife
Just another block n***a making music, maybe you right
Most defiantly, and you questioning me
If the world f**ed up the exception is me
Government love guns till they aimed at you
No tellin what I might do for the red white and the blue
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]
Oh sh**, Oh Lord
Here we go again finna get these packs off
Repetitive sedative, got a fetish for fetishes
An American menace, I’m manifesting my businesses
Realest as realest gets, terror the terrorists
If you put your hands out I’mma crush your fingertips
f** Bloomberg, that man absurd
Throw him in the trunk right up on the curb
Hop out mash out leave his a** thurr
n***as talk sh** but I don’t feel words
Better of dead, prepare for the worse
Been slaved since the my first day on this earth
f** social security and f** homeland security
9/11 biggest fraud in history
And all you rappers ain’t sh** to me
Getting f**ed by a label
Fame chasing b**h chasing lonely a** n***a probably
(?) you ain’t going to face it
In debt to the red white and blue
Your government lies so who the f** is you
[Hook]

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