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Don't Do Drugs, Kids.
"It's All A Matter of Perspective"

Produced By: The Architect
Mixed By: Leon Kelly & The Architect



Don't Do Drugs Kids

Flatbush ZOMBiES - Glorious Thugs
Produced By: The Architect
Mixed By: Joel Gutman & The Architect
Artwork By: Phillip T. Annand
RECORDED AT THE NORTH POLE.

Glorious Thugs

Zone

Fuego Fires Kinda

https://soundcloud.com/buna99

Stand Down (ft. Buna)

im young but experienced, and if you talk shit, ill make you bleed like a fucking period.

Experienced

Broken Rings will be available on Itunes as part of my album "Life"

Broken Rings

Level Up

I tried to collab wit these 7 boys but they ask me who da fuck you textin
So anytime they try to ask me for shit imma tell em I ain't get the message
They see me so cool in the cut with my homies but really lately I been stressin
The results have came in for the fakes on my radar I guess they ain't used to the testin
I've been a full moon since da bottom of dis you mothafuckas been a crescent
Anyone lookin to match up I got the free smoke with me smith and Wesson
If I believed in god I woulda told you my talent really was a blessing
But I wouldn't shame myself because I put in da work to be king of da 7

To be king of da 7
Had to keep me a weapon
Fake bois always frontin
I will clap you in a second
Wrist froze on me
Case closed homie
We ain't rollin up now
we got pre rolls homie

All these trash rappers out here needa do the bay a favor just early retire
727 gang shit bitch I'm throwing up signs like an umpire
You can't even dunk on 6 feet yo ass need to really just jump higher
You be thinking why the fuck im getting slept on bitch u part of da slumpire

Got yo bitch with me and I'm lookin at dat big big booty bounce
You tryna talk numbers with me but I know you just got finessed off of an ounce
All my boys be guard dogs and they been ready to pounce
I cooked this shit in 30 mins it takes yo ass a year to get this out

Shayan in dis bitch

King Of Da 7 [Cypher]

Trap It Out (Prod. 5X)

Dax - Devil's Plan (God's Plan Remix)

STRIDE

Be true on da inside
Runnin to da bag I be up on my own stride
Got da big body so wide
Try to ride wave fuck around made my own tide
When I aim hit da bulls eye
Why u live a full lie
How many days gotta go by
U ain’t seeing both sides
Running from the 05
Sayin All hail to da most high

Fuck the government like anarchy
Lackin da strength it’s from muscular atrophy
It will Leave you in agony
King of da 7 address me as yo majesty
Name a rapper this natural g
A travesty
Face me it’s a tragedy
Only time dat you could beat me in yo fantasies
Dey worry bout others like dey study philanthropy
It’s blasphemy
Who you know attack da beat
I damage destroy turn it to catastrophe
Leave a bloody stained corpse like a master piece
I be reaching no limit like I’m master p
Ay
I be gathering my team dey da forces
Driving in lambo just bought a new horse bitch
I be ballin all day like I’m Jordan
Sippin on da drop feel like imma lose a organ 
Somethings drippin but I don’t know where the source is
Prolly from yo bitch leave her wet in every orphus
She be porous
How I know bitch well I explored it
Ass so fat gotta lift it with a forklift
Dey be talkin dat shit tell em cork it
Dey ain’t getting money like dey working on a short shift
Better forfeit
It gets morbid
when my team comes through take yo mission and abort it
Shen

Be true on da inside
Runnin to da bag I be up on my own stride
Got da big body so wide
Try to ride wave fuck around made my own tide
When I aim hit da bulls eye
Why u live a full lie
How many days gotta go by
U ain’t seeing both sides
Running from the 05
Sayin All hail to da most high

None of this is affecting me
It’s meant to be
Ricochet den it redirect its trajectory
Effectively
I feel like dj khaled Imma get da keys
Respectively
Shoutout to my enemies
Only bitch that I trust be da Hennessy
Ur dead to me
Make one move get aborted like a pregnancy
No empathy
What’s with all the weaponry
Make battles from the mind like Telepathy
Just mentally
Ain’t nobody next to me
I could cure a broke bitch with da remedy
Called legacy
in the street like sesame
Took the trap and we turned it to da embassy
Me and 5x working on da chemistry
Leavin bumps on your skin like leprosy
Ay
Haters used stand up now dey folding
They be actin fake why you Posin
Wrist is frozen
And it hold more water than an ocean
Honda manual as the tray when I’m rolling
I be Spittin real shit and it’s golden
Me and all my homies we Be twinning like da Olsen’s
Money Holding
I’m emboldened
Molten
Take a big band of money and watch me unfold it 

Be true on da inside
Runnin to da bag I be up on my own stride
Got da big body so wide
Try to ride wave fuck around made my own tide
When I aim hit da bulls eye
Why u live a full lie
How many days gotta go by
U ain’t seeing both sides
Running from the 05
Sayin All hail to da most high

Stride (Prod. 5X)

Produced by Verdden & 5X

Lyrics:
We at war like a spartan
I need a pardon
Bitch I’m hanging wit da martians
Smokin star dust
Wit da drum we fuckin marchin
No We don’t bargain
Sippin lean up out the carton
It kill like arson
Oooooooooooooo
Why dey flexin on my crew
If they run up dey gon shoot
Got da choppa make him zoom
Now he lookin like a fool
And we smokin on da boof
Just to keep our fuckin cool

All dis shit Dey talkin bout old news
(Shits old)
Couple bands I just tuck em in my trues
(Bands bands)
Do da race v12 we don’t lose
(Skrrt)

All of these drugs I don’t know whatta do
I just lay back steady countin my blue

Stop
Drop
I stack my bands to da top
I’m in da trap and I’m fuckin a thot
Thinkin we soft lil bitch well you thought
All of my homies Dey run from da cops
All my homies Dey whip in da pot
12 askin me I don’t know what I saw
We makin plays ain’t got time for no pause

Told dat lil bitch time to go now
Money my motive don’t slow down
Only time I keep the hoes round
Is when they be tryna go down
Down in the bay where it goes down
Look at an opp it’s a showdown
30 my clip get u blown down
I do not have any foes now 

We at war like a spartan
I need a pardon
Bitch I’m hanging wit da martians
Smokin star dust
Wit da drum we fuckin marchin
No We don’t bargain
Sippin lean up out the carton
It kill like arson
Oooooooooooooo
Why dey flexin on my crew
If they run up dey gon shoot
Got da choppa make him zoom
Now he lookin like a fool
And we smokin on da boof
Just to keep our fuckin cool 

And I know
My heart is cold
I can’t feel no more
Now I’m ascending from the earth
Smokin on purp
I’m bouta pop me a perc
Thoughts in my mind they disperse
Drugs got me turnt
Wash down with lean for dessert
This is that wave you can’t surf
This is my turf
Loyal for better or worse
Demons around me they lurk
Tellin me Life isn’t worth
I’m doin the devils work (x5)

We at war like a spartan
I need a pardon
Bitch I’m hanging wit da martians
Smokin star dust
Wit da drum we fuckin marchin
No We don’t bargain
Sippin lean up out the carton
It kill like arson
Oooooooooooooo
Why dey flexin on my crew
If they run up dey gon shoot
Got da choppa make him zoom
Now he lookin like a fool
And we smokin on da boof
Just to keep our fuckin cool

Star Dust (Prod. Verdden x 5X)

Peso

South FL - 727 - TB - Harbor Hustlers
IG: shen_727