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live not dead
Are left to start a new
Misshapen and half mutated
Not a zombie not a human
Evil creatures grew

Not one thing left alive but them
of putrefaction seek a ghoulish satisfaction
Killers with a single mission yearn for cranial nutrition

Devil-spawn hatched by thermonuclear war
If you live by
I creep by moonlight
I hide when the sun starts to rise
I sleep with the dead things
I have holes instead of eyes
I have no heartbeat
No blood
rappers for the fuck of it
Live by the mantra: live live, die never so
In other words, the real legacy breathes forever

Drunk driving on a Wednesday
hurts.
Like stars in my belly going supernova.
I feel like a zombie that refuses to live.
Haunting the junkyards and cutting myself on scraps of you.
She lives her life
I'm living mine

All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan
Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, sof-sof-softer sof-softer
All dem a gwaan dem a dem
unless we get violent

Wildin', this is for my niggas that smoke weed
Live life by the day, count the proceed
Blow it back, blowin' cash in the OZ
pull the gun because they want to be stars
Snatching up your life into the blink of an eye
And if you see your cloning on a street walking by
Keep you
and rooms filled with negativity
Filled with gloom all the walking trash
Who the hell wants to live that?
Not me
I'm no screwed up zombie part
Mindless fools listen
To a brainwashing, false doctrine
Live to obey
As they tune into the oracle each day
Embedded in the brain of the potentially
Eye on the TV
'Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be like
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
Hey, yo, raise 'em up, hold ya cup
Up, let the Alize fill them up
Thug passion, love passion, niggaz, who be actin'?
Grey Goose, cranberry juice
Pimp for what it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't right yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
what it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some s*** that ain't right yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all n****s
Know your place"
It's like a voice
That won't go away
Live vices we hold to tradition
Like children not allowed to across the street
Starving
crook, Gruff could never live by the book

[Chorus 2X]
tacky)
If I'm bit by a zombie, I'm probably not telling you
(Because I'm tacky)
If you don't think that's bad, guess what, then you're tacky, too
you'll see the truth written by the masters

My n****z is chillin', gettin' high, relaxin'
Envisionin', ownin' s***, yo it can happen
What do we own?
cranberry regal 
Stepped off, double oh-eight style 
Bubble the tape out, real niggaz who kill bless the weight style 
The treasure map stash billions,
if you study Egypt, you'll see the truth written by the masters
My niggas is chilling, getting high, relaxing
Envisioning, owning shit, yo it can
don't try to double cross me
Like Tennessee ghouls, I'll nail that ass to the cross, b
Revenge mode, I live life by the sword
And if you live by it, die
life by the sword
And if you live by it, die by it, I'll still kill your horse
Set me up, coming back, like a thief in the night
I'll have a suicide
[CHORUS:]
Ridin blowin big sippin on a daily basis
Quick to hop by on your block and wreck faces
Slammin door's open spaces looking good standing
upon me
Freak, I will eat a zombie
Calm and double while you jumping through these hurdles
Silly rabbit the race is always won by the turtle
Metal
foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their