The Odyssey chords and lyrics - FLATBUSH ZOMBIES

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[Verse 1]
[Am]5, 4, 3, 2, 1
In a world full of haters
stands a single group
Who clearly separate
themselves from the rest
These 3 men scale the ends of the earth searching
for truth and [F]tri[Am]umph
Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice,
and Erick the Architect
These are the Flatbush Zombies and this is 3001: A Laced

[Interlude 1]
Odyssey
[Am][F][Am][F]
[E][Am][F][Am][F]
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[Am][F]
[Am]Why I feel like the

[Verse 2]
past is
catching up to my ass
Why I feel [F]like the past is
catching up [E]to my ass
[Am]Why I feel like the past is
[F]catching up [Am]to my ass
Every [F]day, me and Mary Jane
[Am]Why I feel like the past is catch
[F]ing up [Am]to my ass
Why I feel [F]like the past is
catching up to my ass
[Am]Why I feel like the past is
catching up [E]to [Am]my ass
Every [F]day, me and Mary [Am]Jane

[Verse 3]
Every [Am]day, live it like it's it for me
Black on black in [F]time with my roots
this is my ghetto symphony
[E]Sho[Am]ut out to my fam and my homies,
we making history
Never had a [F]de gree,
but the streets made me a sicker breed
[Am]Every day another drug,
experimental in my mental
Had to [F]tone it down,
I c- couldn't see without my liquid [E]li quid
[Am]Had to learn how to balance life man,
[F]I can't f[Am]ucking stand it
Court fees, [F]bought pleas,
nigga where's your fucking manners
[Am]How you hatin' on us,
but claim the king [F]of NY?
[Am]These niggas ain't fit to be the k[F]ing,
go ask Jadakiss why
[E]I'm in the [Am]lobby right [F]now, [Am]16:55
I got a bitch like Cardi [F]B,
bet that ass sittin' nice
Don't gotta go to South [E]Bronx to get
your furi[F]ous [E]five
40 ounce of malt [Am]liquor,
joint stuffe[Am]d with t[F]he pie[E]
Boss nigga, [F]best nigga,
let y'all do deciding[F][Am]
[E]Hot spitter, dead niggas,
man we been through [F]the wire
[E]Somebody [Am]call 'em up and let
'em know I been doin' it
You're not that in[F]ventive with that
coloured hair you're losing [E]it
I'mma [Am]everyday struggle 'til I get to the top
I study Em, [E]BIG, [Am]Tech [F]N9n[E]e, 2Pac
Come to my [Am]crib unannounced
I got a big t- tato pie
Hopped up 9. missing [F]bodies
in the f- fucking car lot
An[E]d when I'm [Am]mad,
I get green like the Hulk
[F]'Til my brain [Am]goes pop and then them
[F]veins go po- po- po- pow
[Am]Introducing the Jamie

[Verse 4]
Hewlett
of [F]rapper [Am]music
[E]Influ[Am]enced [F]by Stanley
Kubrick, exclusive for all my hooligans
[E]Oh,[Am] we just recruit again,
I can take your pre- (STIGE)
Peculiar with [F]my Bs like Juice
would be with his (Z)
[Am]Apostle like Meechy Darko, watch
Ellington [F]DJ [Am](These)
If triple A [F]could record again,
Zion may be a (Beast)
I prom[Am]ised y'all Jah would hold it down,
discipline [F]when I (Beef)
Disgruntled with all this fronto,
tell Trav to chill with the (Leaf)
My parents should know I love 'em,
my momma locked in the grief
I finished this album up,
while she [Am]barely [F]able [E]to speak
I uncle to [F]everyone I put that on
my [F]future (Please)
The sooner you see the [Am]pic ture,
you defecate on belief
[E]Living[Am] peaceful with keys,
messiah [F]with [Am]gan ja trees
My confidence out the [F]roof,
and that done help me believe
[Am]Inglorious with them keys,
no snortin; I [F]can't [Am]agree
Liv[F]ing life like a king and there's
somethin' I'd rather be
[Am]Silence is the semi

[Verse 5]
[Am]shooter
s'always hit your siblings
Excuse me for the [F]sibilance
beginners study and listen
My only [Am]mission is to burn in
Hell an[F]d not in [Am]prison
That's why I'm spitting [F]shit that
make Jesus question religion
This [Am]fan told me her parents
said I sound like the devil
To me I sound like [F]a poor
black kid from the ghetto
Hel[Am]lo, my health declining I'm losing
my [F]mind my [Am]life's deshining
Don't know why I [F]love violence,
the sight of blood is so exciting
[Am]Grip the pistol, coke off a nipple
My brain fried, [F]my memory sizzled,
my hood is vicious, don't get it twisted
They [Am]hog tied my grandmama and
[F]whipped my [Am]grandpa with pistols
That's [F]a fact,
OG reefer hash wax
Motherfuck your [Am]platinum plaque,
snakes eat rats
My celly keep ringing ringing,
think they [F]got my phone tapped
Acid just [E]like [Am]Actavis on
Actavis, never pacifist
Pass the spliff, immaculate [E]this is the
return [Am]of Count Racula
Nothing scare me,
I think my real mother is Bloody [F]Mary
I met Virgin Mary and [Am]popped her cherry
My [F]vision [Am]exquisite I see you [F]clearly
I'm a [Am]mix, Manson greatest hits
with a hint of [E]2Pacalypse
And I feed [Am]my dog gun po[F]wder,
carve crucifx on hollow [E]tips
[Am]I do not exist,
all this weed why I need a ther[F]apist
Bitch, I'm a [Am]mix,
Manson greatest hits with a hint of 2Pacalypse
And I feed my dog gun [F]powder,
carve crucifx on hollow [E]tips
[Am]I do not exist,
all this weed [E]why I [Am]need a therap[F]ist

[Interlude 2]
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[Verse 6]
Why I feel like the past [Am]is
catching up to my ass
Why I feel like the [F]past is
catching up to my [E]ass
Why I feel like the [Am]past is
catching up to [E]my ass
Every [F]day, me and Mary Jane