This Is It
Flatbush ZOMBiES Lyrics


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All you fools just sound the same
Ain't no credit to your name
Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
Make a difference, make a change
But ain't no puppets on a string
Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win

Always was a winner even when I wasn't 'posed to
The money getting bigger as if it wasn't supposed to
Just a lonely nigga, talk too much to myself, need a break
On July 8th broke down heaven's gates
Now watch, they high all day
Fuck you leaving, fuck all evening
Call me mister fuck all day
Trap all day and night
Don't need a house much less you 'bout some change
Expand my conscious, tryna' walk on water
Feel the earth on me
You hatin', I'll be somewhere slayin' bitches by their face on me
Catch a fade, Kobe, with an eighth on me
Not phased, don't pass that shit homie
Cough, smoke, cough, got my shit sealed off
'Bout to put some in the air, 'til a nigga doze off
'Cause you got some shrooms, I got a room
You and me 'til we reach the moon
Never wore a disguise, love the skin I'm in
You trade your soul for fame, we ain't built the same

All you fools just sound the same
Ain't no credit to your name
Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
Make a difference, make a change
But ain't no puppets on a string
Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win

All I ever wanted was to be a one to one
Now I'm one in three
Compulsively a nigga gotta run up or get none
Know I feel your pain, a different day, a pay is always altered when you're done
Hater put you down, afraid to look around, instead I pen it for my dogs
Now my city give me 150 for my steez, 150 for my beats
Three niggas, we gotta eat
Shouts to fans that's overseas
Independent grind, at least we did form a company
We a bond that never breaks, never giving up the cake
Not a fan of pointing fingers at men
It's dependent on who can pay for academics
Homie your chemists are missing the appendages
You back into handling business, no kidding
My head's at the clinic, I need a prescription
My vision is clearer through smoke and them mirrors
I can't be compared to those niggas you hearing
So don't be offended when niggas don't feel you

All you fools just sound the same
Ain't no credit to your name
Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
Make a difference, make a change
But ain't no puppets on a string
Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win

Feeling brave? Nigga run up
Buck shots, here muscle
And I don't need Joey to pump it
Pitbull, no muzzle
Badmon, I'm thuggin'
Dunno, gun smoke
Can't tell me nothin', there's no need for discussion
I'm the sinner and saint, I'm the box logo bully
Used to buy Bathing Ape, now they send this shit to me
I paved the way for niggas that're scared to say what they wanna say
Now watch a demon demonstrate, annihilate, love haters all the same
Will I die from my homicide or will I die from taking too much drugs?
Lord knows I deserve to die on an acid high and I'm double cupped
Cold line, hundred blunts
Seen a few bitches I'd love to fuck
2Pac in 96 and troublesome
27 club, here I come
Comma, c-c-c-c comma, comma, comma, a whole lot of decimals
I just s-see my account and c-c-c-c-c-c-c count all my blessing up
Bloodstream full of chemical, crip, blood, twist your fingers up
Better than some of them veterans
Bet they gon' say it's beginners luck
I would die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
Hennessey by the gallon, I'm losing my balance and manage the pain
I would ride for my niggas, just show me the lane
My grandaddy's still in the kitchen, w-w-whooping the 'caine
My celly' keep ringing
I cannot find enough courage to answer
The Backwoods is hitting
Hope that that shit is not giving me cancer
Trip on acid while I'm rapping, Sippin' muddy, counting money
I think she took too many Xannies, she fell asleep while she was sucking

Made it out the gutter, shout out to my mother
Kudos to my papa, he ain't wear the rubber




This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers
This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Flatbush ZOMBiES's song This Is It calls out to all the people in the music industry who sound the same and don't have a unique identity for themselves. The artists suggest that people should create something that is unique and attractive to people, as it will help them stand out or be different. The lines "Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain / Make a difference, make a change / But ain't no puppets on a string" explains how making a difference is essential, but people should always avoid being a puppet in someone else's game.


Further, the lyrics also discuss the importance of friendship and sticking together. The reference to "poor niggas" who represent us when we’re out, and then forget us when we need our friends, reminds people to always stay loyal to the people who helped them and have always had their backs. They urge people to make a plan about their life and stick with it to achieve success. The chorus "all my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win" reiterates this ideology.


Overall, the song is an anthem for people who want to maintain their individuality and not be lost in the crowd while stressing loyalty and the importance of a plan.


Line by Line Meaning

All you fools just sound the same
Many people lack originality and individuality.


Ain't no credit to your name
These people have not achieved anything significant.


Ain't no credit line open, that's discrediting the fame
They don't have financial support, which undermines their fame.


Form your business in the name, something unique like a slain
Create a business with a distinctive and impactful identity.


Make a difference, make a change
Strive to have a positive impact and bring about change.


But ain't no puppets on a string
Don't let others control or manipulate you.


Don't be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Don't be lazy and complacent, as success requires effort.


Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you when you're out
Stay connected to your roots and remember those who supported you.


Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
Don't rely on others who will abandon you, instead focus on reuniting with them later.


All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win
Everyone in my circle needs a strategy to achieve success.


Always was a winner even when I wasn't 'posed to
I have always had a winning mentality, defying expectations.


The money getting bigger as if it wasn't supposed to
My wealth keeps increasing unexpectedly.


Just a lonely nigga, talk too much to myself, need a break
I often find myself alone, engaging in introspection and needing a rest.


On July 8th broke down heaven's gates
On July 8th, I experienced a significant moment of transformation or realization.


Now watch, they high all day
They constantly indulge in intoxication.


Fuck you leaving, fuck all evening
Expressing frustration towards someone's departure and lack of presence.


Call me mister fuck all day
Referring to oneself as someone who disregards everything and engages in hedonism.


Trap all day and night
Engaging in illegal activities consistently throughout the day and night.


Don't need a house much less you 'bout some change
I don't value material possessions, especially if you're only concerned about money.


Expand my conscious, tryna' walk on water
I aim to broaden my awareness and achieve something seemingly impossible.


Feel the earth on me
Being grounded and connected to the world.


You hatin', I'll be somewhere slayin' bitches by their face on me
Instead of dwelling on haters, I'll be successful and attracting women.


Catch a fade, Kobe, with an eighth on me
Engaging in a fight while under the influence of drugs.


Not phased, don't pass that shit homie
I'm not affected, so don't offer me drugs, my friend.


Cough, smoke, cough, got my shit sealed off
I cough while smoking, indicating high potency, and I keep everything secretive.


'Bout to put some in the air, 'til a nigga doze off
Getting high until I fall asleep.


'Cause you got some shrooms, I got a room
I have a suitable space for us to consume hallucinogenic mushrooms.


You and me 'til we reach the moon
We'll be together until we achieve our greatest aspirations or goals.


Never wore a disguise, love the skin I'm in
I've always been true to myself and embrace my identity.


You trade your soul for fame, we ain't built the same
You sacrifice your integrity for fame, but we have different values.


Feeling brave? Nigga run up
If you're confident, then go ahead and confront me.


Buck shots, here muscle
I'm prepared to use firearms to respond to any aggression.


And I don't need Joey to pump it
I don't need anyone's help to assert my dominance or aggression.


Pitbull, no muzzle
I am assertive and fierce, and nothing can silence me.


Badmon, I'm thuggin'
I embody a tough and fearless persona.


Dunno, gun smoke
Uncertain about what will happen, but violence may erupt.


Can't tell me nothin', there's no need for discussion
I'm unyielding and resistant to criticism or interference.


I'm the sinner and saint, I'm the box logo bully
I possess both good and bad qualities and have dominance in my field.


Used to buy Bathing Ape, now they send this shit to me
I used to purchase luxury items, but now I receive them for free due to my success.


I paved the way for niggas that're scared to say what they wanna say
I have influenced and inspired those who lack the courage to express themselves fully.


Now watch a demon demonstrate, annihilate, love haters all the same
I will showcase my skill and relentlessly conquer, even though I appreciate those who dislike me.


Will I die from my homicide or will I die from taking too much drugs?
I wonder what will lead to my death, violence or drug abuse?


Lord knows I deserve to die on an acid high and I'm double cupped
I feel that I deserve to die while under the influence of LSD and lean.


Cold line, hundred blunts
I have a large supply of marijuana and consume it frequently.


Seen a few bitches I'd love to fuck
There are several women I find sexually appealing.


2Pac in 96 and troublesome
I identify with the rebellious nature of 2Pac in 1996.


27 club, here I come
I feel like I am destined to join the infamous '27 Club' of artists who died at a young age.


Comma, c-c-c-c comma, comma, comma, a whole lot of decimals
I have a significant amount of money, represented by numerous commas and decimals.


I just s-see my account and c-c-c-c-c-c-c count all my blessing up
When I look at my bank account, I am filled with gratitude and enumerate my blessings.


Bloodstream full of chemical, crip, blood, twist your fingers up
I have consumed drugs, and I am affiliated with both the Crips and Bloods gangs.


Better than some of them veterans
I possess more skill and talent than some established artists.


Bet they gon' say it's beginners luck
Others may attribute my success to luck, as if I am a beginner.


I would die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
I am willing to sacrifice my life for my friends, but I question if they would reciprocate.


Hennessey by the gallon, I'm losing my balance and manage the pain
I consume large quantities of Hennessey, which affects my stability, but it helps me cope with pain.


I would ride for my niggas, just show me the lane
I am committed to supporting my friends, as long as they provide me with a clear direction or purpose.


My grandaddy's still in the kitchen, w-w-whooping the 'caine
My grandfather is still involved in illegal drug activities, specifically cocaine.


My celly' keep ringing
My cell phone keeps receiving calls.


I cannot find enough courage to answer
I am hesitant to respond due to fear or uncertainty.


The Backwoods is hitting
The marijuana cigar, Backwoods, is having an effect on me.


Hope that that shit is not giving me cancer
I'm concerned about the possibility of the Backwoods causing cancer.


Trip on acid while I'm rapping, Sippin' muddy, counting money
I engage in drug use while performing, consuming lean and hallucinogens, and focus on my financial gains.


I think she took too many Xannies, she fell asleep while she was sucking
The woman I was with consumed too many Xanax pills and fell asleep while performing oral sex.


Made it out the gutter, shout out to my mother
I successfully escaped a difficult and impoverished environment, and I praise my mother for her role in that.


Kudos to my papa, he ain't wear the rubber
I commend my father, who did not use protection during sexual encounters.


This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers
This is my purpose, I create music for my close friends and companions.


Feeling brave? Nigga run up
If you're feeling courageous, come and confront me.


Buck shots, here muscle
I'm prepared to use firearms to defend myself.


And I don't need Joey to pump it
I don't require anyone's assistance to act aggressively.


Pitbull, no muzzle
I am fierce and unafraid, unwilling to be silenced or restrained.


Badmon, I'm thuggin'
I embody a tough and fearless persona.


Dunno, gun smoke
Uncertain about the situation, but violence may occur.


Can't tell me nothin', there's no need for discussion
I am unwavering in my beliefs and do not require further conversation.


I'm the sinner and saint, I'm the box logo bully
I possess both good and bad qualities and have dominance in my field.


Used to buy Bathing Ape, now they send this shit to me
I used to purchase luxury items, but now I receive them for free due to my success.


I paved the way for niggas that're scared to say what they wanna say
I have influenced and inspired those who lack the courage to express themselves fully.


Now watch a demon demonstrate, annihilate, love haters all the same
I will showcase my skill and relentlessly conquer, even though I appreciate those who dislike me.


Will I die from my homicide or will I die from taking too much drugs?
I wonder what will lead to my death, violence or drug abuse?


Lord knows I deserve to die on an acid high and I'm double cupped
I feel that I deserve to die while under the influence of LSD and lean.


Cold line, hundred blunts
I have a large supply of marijuana and consume it frequently.


Seen a few bitches I'd love to fuck
There are several women I find sexually appealing.


2Pac in 96 and troublesome
I identify with the rebellious nature of 2Pac in 1996.


27 club, here I come
I feel like I am destined to join the infamous '27 Club' of artists who died at a young age.


Comma, c-c-c-c comma, comma, comma, a whole lot of decimals
I have a significant amount of money, represented by numerous commas and decimals.


I just s-see my account and c-c-c-c-c-c-c count all my blessing up
When I look at my bank account, I am filled with gratitude and enumerate my blessings.


Bloodstream full of chemical, crip, blood, twist your fingers up
I have consumed drugs, and I am affiliated with both the Crips and Bloods gangs.


Better than some of them veterans
I possess more skill and talent than some established artists.


Bet they gon' say it's beginners luck
Others may attribute my success to luck, as if I am a beginner.


I would die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
I am willing to sacrifice my life for my friends, but I question if they would reciprocate.


Hennessey by the gallon, I'm losing my balance and manage the pain
I consume large quantities of Hennessey, which affects my stability, but it helps me cope with pain.


I would ride for my niggas, just show me the lane
I am committed to supporting my friends, as long as they provide me with a clear direction or purpose.


My grandaddy's still in the kitchen, w-w-whooping the 'caine
My grandfather is still involved in illegal drug activities, specifically cocaine.


My celly' keep ringing
My cell phone keeps receiving calls.


I cannot find enough courage to answer
I am hesitant to respond due to fear or uncertainty.


The Backwoods is hitting
The marijuana cigar, Backwoods, is having an effect on me.


Hope that that shit is not giving me cancer
I'm concerned about the possibility of the Backwoods causing cancer.


Trip on acid while I'm rapping, Sippin' muddy, counting money
I engage in drug use while performing, consuming lean and hallucinogens, and focus on my financial gains.


I think she took too many Xannies, she fell asleep while she was sucking
The woman I was with consumed too many Xanax pills and fell asleep while performing oral sex.


Made it out the gutter, shout out to my mother
I successfully escaped a difficult and impoverished environment, and I praise my mother for her role in that.


Kudos to my papa, he ain't wear the rubber
I commend my father, who did not use protection during sexual encounters.


This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers
This is my purpose, I create music for my close friends and companions.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: AARON LEWIS, JOHN APRIL, JOHN F. APRIL, JONATHAN WYSOCKI, MICHAEL MUSHOK, MICHAEL J. MUSHOK

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Morfo 2020

[Hook: Erick Arc Elliott]

All you fools just sound the same
Ain’t no credit to your name
Ain’t no credit line open, that’s discrediting the fame
Form your business in the name, something unique like a slang
Make a difference, make a change
But ain’t no puppets on a string
Don’t be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Remember this is for the poor niggas that’ll represent you when you’re out
Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again (why)
All my niggas need a plan, cos all my niggas need to win

[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]

Always was a winner even when I wasn’t 'posed to
The money getting bigger as if it wasn’t supposed to
Just a lonely nigga, talk too much to myself, need a break
On July 8th broke down heaven’s gates
Now I stay high all day
Fuck you leaving, fuck all evening
Call me mister fuck all day
Trap all day and night
Don’t need a house much less you ‘bout some change
Expand my conscious, tryna’ walk on water
Feel the earth on me
You hatin’, I’ll be somewhere slayin’ bitches by their face on me
Catch a fade, Kobe, with an eighth on me
Not phased, don’t pass that shit homie
Cough, smoke, cough, got my shit sealed off
‘Bout to put some in the air, ‘til a nigga doze off
Cos you got some shrooms, I got a room
You and me ‘til we reach the moon
Never wore a disguise, love the skin I’m in
You trade your soul for fame, we ain’t built the same

[Hook: Erick Arc Elliott]

All you fools just sound the same
Ain’t no credit to your name
Ain’t no credit line open, that’s discrediting the fame
Form your business in the name, something unique like a slang
Make a difference, make a change
But ain’t no puppets on a string
Don’t be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Remember this is for the poor niggas that’ll represent you when you’re out
Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again (why)
All my niggas need a plan, cos all my niggas need to win

[Verse 2: Erick Arc Elliott]

All I ever wanted was to be a one to one
Now I’m one in three
Compulsively a nigga gotta run up or get none
Know I feel your pain, a different day
Opinions always alter when you’re done
Pray to put you down, afraid to look around, instead I pen it for my dogs (Hoo!)
Know my city give me 150 for my steez, 150 for my beats
Three niggas, we gotta eat
Shouts to fans that’s overseas, hey
Independent grind, at least we did form a company
We a bond that never breaks, never giving up the cake
Not a fan of pointing fingers at men
It’s dependent on who can pay for academics
Homie your chemists are missing appendages
You back into handling business, no kidding
My head’s at the clinic, I need a prescription
My vision is clearer through smoke and them mirrors
I can’t be compared to those niggas you hearing
So don’t be offended when niggas don’t feel you

[Hook: Erick Arc Elliott]

All you fools just sound the same
Ain’t no credit to your name
Ain’t no credit line open, that’s discrediting the fame
Form your business in the name, something unique like a slang
Make a difference, make a change
But ain’t no puppets on a string
Don’t be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Remember this is for the poor niggas that’ll represent you when you’re out
Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again (why)
All my niggas need a plan, cos all my niggas need to win

[Verse 3: Meechy Darko]

Feeling brave? Nigga run up
Buck shots, tear your muscle
And I don’t need Joey to pump it
Pitbull, no muzzle
Badmon, I’m thuggin’
Done know, gun smoke
Can’t tell me nothin’, there’s no need for discussion
I’m the sinner in Saint, I'm the box logo bully
Used to buy Bathing Ape, now they send this shit to me
I paved the way for niggas that're scared to say what they ain't wanna say
Now watch a demon demonstrate, annihilate
Love / hate it's all the same
Will I die from my homicide
Or will I die from taking too much drugs?
Lord knows I deserve to die on an acid high and I’m double cupped
Coke line, hundred blunts
Seen a few bitches I’d love to fuck
2Pac in 96 and troublesome
27 club, here I come
Comma, c-c-c-c comma, comma, comma
A whole lot of decimals
I just s-see my account and c-c-c-c-c-c-c count all my blessings up
Bloodstream full of chemical
Crip, Blood, twist your fingers up
Better than some of them veterans
Bet they gon’ say it’s beginners luck
I would die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
Hennessey by the gallon, I'm losing my balance and manage the pain
I would ride for my niggas, just show me the lane
My grandaddy's still in the kitchen, w-w-whipping the ‘caine
My celly’ keep ringing
I cannot find enough coverage to answer
The backwoods is hitting
Hope that that shit is not giving me cancer
Trip on acid while I'm rapping, Sippin' muddy, counting money
I think she took too many xannies, she fell asleep while she was sucking

[Outro: Meechy Darko]

Made it out the gutter, shout out to my mother
Kudos to my papa, he ain’t wear the rubber
This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers
This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers
This is it, I do this shit here for my brothers...

This Odyssey is complete, now you ready for some fucking bars?



All comments from YouTube:

Logan Greenlee

Why is Flatbush Zombies underrated? They're real lyricists with a unique style. I mention them to people all the time and they like "who're they?" Like tf.....?

zack roller

#1 No mainstream label
#2 they speak too much high frequency knowledge
#3 theyd never switch up for the money

Lucyx3

@DualisticSoul You are the first one to acknowledge my comment. I guess I went overboard with the length, I wouldn't read such a long comment here on YouTube either. I totally forgot about this comment and you just made me come back and remember what I wrote. I don't remember writing this so I must've been high as fuck to be honest lmao. Anyways, thank you brother for your nice reply and I hope you are having a good time with this life we are living. Cheers!

DualisticSoul

@Lucyx3 I dont think many people took the time to read this. Otherwise I feel it should have many more likes and responses. Peace to all, gots to open my mind some more.

Jonas Heß

Its like explaining a fly why honey tastes better than shit. Its Not Even in their Horizon

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Tomas Fawcett

"made it out the gutter, shout out to my mother.
Kudos to my papa, he didnt wear a rubber."

still one of my faves

MARTIE'SRC'SSTORE

@Phoenix Savage 1

GIMPYISASIMPY69

Still?🤔

Beckham@Kid Bae Banda

@GIMPYISASIMPY69 papa🙄

GIMPYISASIMPY69

He said “father”?????

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