Chuch by Flatbush Zombies
Chuch by Flatbush Zombies

Chuch

Flatbush Zombies * Track #16 On D.R.U.G.S.

Chuch Lyrics

[Intro: Juice & Meech]
You know, Nick at Nite, three [?]
Chuch, chuch
Two hoes in the middle
Chuch, chuch
Offerin' in the basket
Chuch

[Verse 1: Juice & Meech]
Take a bong ripper, I be tuned in (Uh-huh)
Nick at Nite, Jack Tripper, yeah he goin' in
Dimethyltryptamine, tryna see the vivid screens (Lucid)
Never been akin to these lame rappers, they shit is weak
And fuck who you pretend to be (Fuck 'em), I'm tryna be the bigger me (Bigger)
Body the industry, fuck all my enemies (Fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
Got acid in the freezer, acid in the fridge
Acid in the bottle, so don't ask me how I live
Trippy all day, I ain't never gonna slip
There's rules to the game, ho nigga get hip
Hip hip, like that shit that I'm spittin'
And I'm on my shit, bruh
Tryna get advances and mansions
Whole family like Manson ([?] Charlie)
Eating rappers like panzón
The truth, I'm the answer
The proof in the puddin'
Real niggas salutin', they shootin'
They said we wasn't gonna do it, drop another one (One)
We outta heat, what the fuck you think I do this for?
The big three, and every day it's like I fuckin' ball (Playoffs)
Protect your neck and guard your grill, man
Wall, off the, yeah I'm synced, that means my shit is awesome
Never cared though so fuck, fuck your opinion (Alright)
Smoke another bowl while I'm laughing at you critics
Ain't shit change, just the numbers on the cane
Got them '47s, eight 9 Glocks, MAC-11's
Thirty eight .38's, do you get the message?

[Verse 2: Meech & Juice]
They talking but I don't hear it (Nah)
Fuck in my fear and fuck the other rappers you comparing (Fuck 'em)
This shit hip with fear and any nigga you think can't even come near it (No)
These niggas finicky, they think we gimmicky 'cause our first shit was a banger (Bang)
And we infiltrated the industry, it's funny cause eventually
They understand I'm not a mere man, more like an entity (Ghost, ghost)
Cut from a different fiber, generate radiant energy
Myself in five years, that's the only one ahead of me (Fuck 'em)
I'm from the Mecca, B, New York, New York
Named it twice, 'cause we fuckin' shit (Brooklyn)
Zombie Gang, walking dead, no man alive
Can't fuck with thee, y'all niggas got some nerve
We did in a week what you couldn't do in some years
Nigga you ain't learn (Overnight), I'll make you bite the curb
Get it? Learning curb, amazing with these words
Already got mine, but nigga I'm taking yours (Woo)
Growing pains, I never felt
Shit I been numb since I was young, the chosen one
Deborah's only son, 1989 she gave birth to a loaded gun
I know I'm blunt, speaking of blunt, I roll it up and smoke it (I'm high)
Some say the proof is in books, some say the proof it is hidden
I bet Eminem and a reverend will tell you Proof is in Heaven
Life's a matter of preference, who's to say that Hell isn't Heaven?
Annually, I dwell in thoughts darker than the other side of the spectrum
Damn, Arc, give me a second, a millisecond
Fuck it, we're never stressing

[Produced by Erick Arc Elliott]

Chuch Q&A

Who wrote Chuch's ?

Chuch was written by Meechy Darko & Erick the Architect & Zombie Juice.

Who produced Chuch's ?

Chuch was produced by Erick the Architect.

When did Flatbush Zombies release Chuch?

Flatbush Zombies released Chuch on Tue Jul 24 2012.

What did Flatbush Zombies say about "Chuch"?

During a 2012 interview with Noisey, Zombie Juice revealed that the song was created while the three artists were on acid.

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