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Zombies Zombies (Michael K.) · Floral Green (Title Fight) · Floral Green (Title Fight) · Floral Green (Title Fight) · Floral Green (Title Fight) · Azul: Floral Island (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Sweet Floral Albion (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Zombies Can't Dance (White Apple Tree) · Invasion of the Rock Zombies (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Zombies! Aliens! Vampires! Dinosaurs! (Hellogoodbye) – and 90 other albums »


the alley a tramp falls asleep
Murdering the hooker and chops off their feet 

Everyone's dancing, feeling fine
But looking like Zombies, as though
the conversation high)
Now she can't get me off of her mind cause I
(Tell the girl a comical lie just keep the conversation high)

Here I go, putting myself out
My Daily Conversation, it consist of hustle
Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle
Shining don't want pop it off its on the muscle
giving head in the street
But still, slicing nuts, clean off that's with the razor
I'm laughing in the tavern in fresh Brunos and blazers, chilling
Do you shake through the night?
Tucked under the covers tightly
There's monsters in the shadows and zombies in the street lights

And the sounds from
Got a circle of success you can say I'm way around it

Yeah and by the way my name is Touch????

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Uptown roller, take it off
Freaking off with the team, off the shit I've seen
Probably should be dead now
Fuck the zombies, smoke the bong, it's weed to the head now

It's
It's half price off on last year's models
There's a geeseful sky and roads of potholes
The town is lean and getting leaner
There is a rank
(punk) 

smellin' like Fahrenheit 

Niggas  fleas  ticks and parasites 

tryna get a crumb off the turntable 

Stick your nose in my bowl it's
(punk) 

smellin' like Fahrenheit 

Niggas  fleas  ticks and parasites 

tryna get a crumb off the turntable 

Stick your nose in my bowl it's
no gizame, 
With in no gizame, with in no gizame

You's a loud talkin' runnin' off the mouth deeck
Wishy washy be puttin' yourself on front street
Well you're wrapped up in a blanket and you're staring at the floor
The conversation's moderated by the noisy streets below
I never wanna hurt you
Well you're wrapped up in a blanket and you're staring at the floor
The conversation's moderated by the noisy streets below
I never wanna hurt you
steadily, so heavenly
Straight up and down, streets bouncin' off the melody

Avoid the devil's army, they want to harm me
Salute to the Gulliani, crack
I practice seven spiritual laws and cut off distractions
We been all in the Hollywood Hills, and never been acting
Detroit gave me an accent
demonstration beat conversation

[Chorus]
Snoop, come bounce to this
Snoop, come bounce to this
Snoop, come bounce to this

[Snoop Dogg]
I keep niggas in
the infirmary lazy permanently
Lookin like a deranged fuck walkin the streets with a change cup
Full of zombies dying for a salami a slice of pastrami
Spend
the infirmary lazy permanently
Lookin like a deranged fuck walkin the streets with a change cup
Full of zombies dying for a salami a slice of pastrami
Spend
jeopardize my seed, dead up, I leave you wet up"
On the block, a flock of zombies entranced
By the peddlers of temporary ghetto heaven had him fed up
His job
had us all wearing shades now (cool)
"Where you stay?"
She said "Down the street from Dominguez High"
Okay, I know that's borderline Compton
The parade music we made had us all wearing shades now (cool)
"where you stay?"
She said "down the street from Dominguez high"
Okay, I know that's
up", he sound like a punk
I been there and done that, no inspiration
All day illustration beat conversation

[Chorus]
Verse 2: Snoop Dogg
I keep
a place conversations
Repeat endlessly

now you ignore me
I'm here by myself
I just wanna be happy
I'm drifting away violently

see through the static,
entire city on they knees, recognizin the mob
Took the cash that he was makin, in this seat
And compared it, to the cash off in these God-damn streets
me that's Tariq from off the street around my Grams
I haven't seeen him since fifteen, when he got booked for doing scams
I tried to walk away but he