[Verse 1: Meech]
Get M-E-T-H-O-D, Drought 3 Dwayne Carter
With a splash of Busta's craft and a hint of Big Papa
Little dash of Nasty Nas, top it off with Bob Marley
Throw em' all in a blender and I'm what the [bad word] you get
And imagine that like a figment
I'm a walking talking enigma
Something you never figure
I am like Randy Savage on acid
That's very vibrant and classic
walking disaster hazard to any rapper
That’s rappin, we the underground killas
But globally they feel us cause we restoring the feeling
This [bad word] spit voodoo yes
I am that mass appealing, I'm feeling up on her [bad word] She swallowing all my children (Ha!)
Rack in my mouth teeth made of gold
I'm sucking the areolas my [bad word] the best of both
Double entendre
And if they auctioning niggas then I'm the top product
What am I saying they used to auction our forefathers
Where is my mind [bad word] I can't find it
Like looking for remote control after smoking marijuana
How is he so [bad word] yet so enlightened
It can't be possible he livin' everything he rhymin'
I feel like we entered the game at remarkable timing

[Hook: Juice]
Broke niggas only make jokes niggas
I made more than I can fit in this quote [bad word] Quote [bad word]  we the hope [bad word] Flatbush Zombie [bad word]  we the hope [bad word] Hope [bad word]  hope [bad word] Flatbush Zombie [bad word] we the hope [bad word] Hope [bad word]  hope [bad word] Flatbush Zombie [bad word] we the hope [bad word] 
[Verse 2: Erick]
I assemble sentences so I can reap the benefits
And I never see my nemesis but I'm working on my penmanship
I counted many blessings, stressing women, nothing less of winning
If I'm talking [bad word]  [bad word] man I'm only kidding
Sitting on the sphere, Earth is spinning, persevere
2012 is here still a different kind of fear
It's material and I ain't talkin fashion
Believe in what you want cause no one knows to seem what happens
Ya [bad word] Since I smoked the cohiba, I'm evil
Zombies [bad word]  six feet deep beneath your people
Only illegal amounts of the medicine'll get you in a bind
I already got your heart, girl I wanna [bad word] your mind
But since I came, developed my name, the author oughta slap you hard
I never drop the acid, [bad word] I'm trippy as [bad word] Because I'd rather knock it down instead of picking you up
So cut the ash right through the diamond, my hair wrapped up like a shaman

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Juice] [bad word] down the street, ain't got a 6-4
Just a heart full of pride, a mouth full of gold
Corny baby mama knocking at my front do'
She just want my [bad word] , I'd rather get my  [bad word] sucked)
I be that Z-O-M-B, shawty don't tempt me
Leather on, Fonzirelli, [bad word] on women, R. Kelly
Smashing [bad word] in the telly, passing swishers rolled up with me
Trippy is as trippy does, catch me smoking potent cuz
Having visions of Mason [bad word] back
Spitting crack, contemplating how we living under Satan
Discriminating and hating, this ain't rap
I call it food for the savoring
What's your craving, Na-not for paparazzi the most
Incredible dope, feta, cheddar the revenue
Never seen federal, gotta stay 'head of the revenue
Love my medical hating niggas disguised as friends
I see the lies, wannabes, little G's
Peep A-P-C's, I'm a G-O-Rep the N-Y-C, we got U-N-I, T-Y
It's time y'all get off my N-U-T-Z's, please
I got the scoop, ain't that about a [bad word] Take a flick with the microphone ripper, grave digger
Hairy black ball [bad word] - sicker than your average
Twisting dank, [bad word] hoes on the kitchen sank
What you thank?

[Hook]