Flatbush Zombies – Afterlife (Audio, Lyrics)

Flatbush Zombies brushes back with “Afterlife”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by James Blake.

Flatbush Zombies Afterlife

Flatbush Zombies have officially returned with a brand new single, continuing the momentum previously sparked on their Now, More Than Ever EP. Today, the trio of Meechy Darko, Erick Arc Elliot, and Zombie Juice have delivered “Afterlife,” produced by none other than James Blake. No stranger to hip-hop collaboration, Blake offers up an atmospheric and slightly unsettling trap instrumental, proving his adaptability as a student of the game. As the chorus slides in, Blake switches up the vibe and pulls back with some haunting piano; overall, it’s a dynamic instrumental and we’d be curious to see him pursue further rap endeavours.

As expected, Erick Arck makes short work of the instrumental, setting things off with an effortless verse. “Got bored on ’em, got awards on ’em, nowadays, they’re treatin’ music like tourism,” he laments, fuelled by devilish synthesizers. Meechy Darko holds it down for the second verse, tame by his standards but no less potent in his messaging. “Ironic how they wet you up when you drip too much, acid, acid, say I trip too much,” he raps. “Talk a lot of shit, give lip too much / Exposure, showin’ how I live too much.”

Flatbush Zombies – Afterlife (prod. James Blake)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Erick the Architect & Meechy Darko]
Yeah, yeah
There’s some things I can’t help learnin’
At times, man, it make me feel selfish (Selfish)
At times, man, it make me real nervous (Nervous)
But that make me a real person (Person)
Anything sus’, I’m allergic (Allergic)
I grew up in the hood, I deserve it (Deserve it)
Pay me for my name, tryna maintain
What a shame when the day ain’t perfect
I’m a slave on the modern ship
NBA, NFL, not on politics
Got bored on ’em, got awards on ’em
Nowadays, they’re treatin’ music like tourism
What is pop, what is not? (What is not?)
What is different when you’re not? (When you’re not)
Still, I’m grippin’ on the knot (On the knot)
Paranoid when I’m countin’ every dollar
‘Cause tomorrow ain’t promised when you’re black
Should I say anybody goin’ through it like I did, skin color hybrid
One false move sendin’ bullets through your cartilage
Twelve circle block with the steel round where I live
Buddy get in line for the slop
Gotta figure out to add time to the clock
Tick-tick-tock, t-t-tick-tick-tock
Load the MAC, brrt back when this shit finna drop, huh

[Chorus: Zombie Juice & Meechy Darko]
My, oh my
I’m just tryna catch the vibe (That vibe)
I’m just tryna live my life (That life)
All we know is sacrifice
My, oh my (Oh my)
I’m just tryna catch the vibe (That vibe)
I just wanna make it right (Make it right)
‘Til we reach the afterlife
My, oh my (Oh my)
I’m just tryna catch the vibe (That vibe)
I’m just tryna live my life (My life)
All we know is sacrifice (Sacrifice)
My, oh my (Oh my)
I’m just tryna catch the vibe (That vibe)
I just wanna make it right (Make it right)
‘Til we reach the afterlife

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]
Ironic how they wet you up when you drip too much
Acid, acid, say I trip too much
Talk a lot of shit, give lip too much
Exposure, showin’ how I live too much
Heart on my sleeve, think I give too much
Outlaw, shootin’ from the hip too much
Wild boy, never shuck and jive for money
High boy, meet me in the clouds or somethin’
Crowd roar, moshpits, thousands rumble
About four, face facts, this our humble
If the world was mine, I would watch it crumble
Toxic mind, I get in lots of trouble
Bartender, please give me double
Gin on the rocks, I sin a lot
But that’s okay, it Ben-o-fats
I swear I got more facts

[Chorus: Zombie Juice & Meechy Darko]
My, oh my
I’m just tryna catch the vibe (That vibe)
I’m just tryna live my life (That life)
All we know is sacrifice
My, oh my (Oh my)
I’m just tryna catch the vibe (That vibe)
I just wanna make it right (Make it right)
‘Til we reach the afterlife
My, oh my (Oh my)
I’m just tryna catch the vibe (That vibe)
I’m just tryna live my life (My life)
All we know is sacrifice (Sacrifice)
My, oh my (Oh my)
I’m just tryna catch the vibe (That vibe)
I just wanna make it right (Make it right)
‘Til we reach the afterlife