Artist: Flatbush ZOMBiES Album: BetterOffDEAD Song: Bliss Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliot] I blink twice 'til my eyes close on my face Deep breaths, struggling to reach home base Awkward nigga, mother fucker this is a race God made me great, so I been invisible to hate Partly humane, part of the same, part of the game Used to smoke a Parliment before I partied with my pain And Bacardi was the same, 151 to your brain But I'd rather beg my pardon than to party with you lames [Chorus: Meechy Darko] Fuck money, fuck friends, fuck family Fuck pussy, fuck drugs, fuck sanity I don't give a shit, Why? Cause ignorance is bliss, right Fuck the law, fuck the president and white house Fuck the jury, fuck the judge in the nightgown I don't give a shit, Why? Cause ignorance is bliss, right [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] Sit back and analyze my life like Montana did white All the bitches I hit, and all the bitches I might Clearly underrated amongst all the favorite But fuck it, my styles like [?] I'm a keep smoking 'til my lungs collapse And fuck y'all laws, I'm a keep my straps [?] I'm better off dead, somebody fill my head up with lead Dropped outta high school, lint in my pocket I picked up the profit, the block bitchin, bitches is hawkin' Grandma don't want me, Grandpa kinda lonely Pay my dues, wear my jewels, refuse, never I lose Fuck that, on my last dollar and my bus pass Fuckin' with some niggas that'll give a mother fuck Who fuckin with us? No one fuckin with us, time to reconsider Zombie gang, walking dead, none iller [Chorus] [Verse 3: Meechy Darko] Fuck your faculty, your fans, and your music Fuck the engineer, and the nigga that produced it Fuck your religion, your God, and your guidance Tell Virgin Mary time for Meech to pop that hymen Fuck the Moon, fuck the stars, fuck Venus and Mars Fuck a Rolex and diamond ring with them flashy cars Fuck the last supper, fuck your church and it's gospel Fuck them halfway dead niggas in the hospital Fuck my left lung, fuck my right lung Fuck my chrome gun, fuck my black gun Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Drop five bombs, fuck that I'm on Like the mic I record with, fuck global warming Fuck heaven and hell, purgatory Fuck the pastor, fuck you for giving him offering Fuckin' exhausted from all these fucks I'm fuckin' off this nigga, what the fuck [Chorus] Fuck you..