Lyrics:
yeah it's a Zombie Crush
Verse 4
Looked around at the Zombies moving in
One scratched his head and his ear fell off
Fear hit me hard and I thought this
got exposed by E! ('sposed)
So naive, cold in the streets (streets)
Sleep on my feet (feet)
Money turn homies to zombies, they eat (zombies)
Miss
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
sit, it's a hell of a view
Homies hit me up, tell 'em all come through
Girlies hit me up, tell 'em all come through
Day dream in class man that's all I
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
the back
Instead of slapping faggot we get anatomies wrapped
Zombies in the cemetery eyes popping capillaries
Ambushed by adversaries they're coming to get
again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Go
Can anybody cure me from a broken heart?
And put it back together 'cause it broke apart (damn)
fuckin satan so don't you even talk
I'll make a fuckin album do it all myself
Don't need the fakes got big ass ears they say I look like an elf
But that
to introduce my
(My album, my album, my album, my album, my album, my album, my album)
Hope
What's my definition of success? (Of success)
Listening to what
one jumpin' out of a tree
But I ain't even have to move, he missed by like 20 feet
He slammed down on the pavement, I quickly started kickin'
Beat him
on
His first album, he sampled some of the
Dialogue in Stanley Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut
And he tells me he got
The inspiration for his hit
Song "Super Rich
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!!
(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT?
[Hit Squad] The head banger
Parrish Smith gettin wreck
[Hit Squad]
bitches love drinking, some love smoking
Let my alcoholic bitch hit the dope, she start choking
Call up D-Money, now we throw money
All these bitches off
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
love to hit the woah
It's jokes, in crazy corner with my bro
Late nights people stagger like a zombie
Back from dead I'm alive
Dawn of the dead but
(Yeah)
Watching out for the zombies (Zoo)
Legend in the making
Real Guap in my system
Am predicted am predicted
Ey Am predicted
I brought a hit back
told him
I told him we got the jet park not the shortcut
I've been chilling outside with zombies
You've been living off clout you own this
It's high
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!!
(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT?
[Hit Squad] The head banger
Parrish Smith gettin wreck
[Hit Squad]
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
I do keep it blood like a Piru
I'm in album mode
I'll try'n get every album sold
I'll compose hits like Al Capone
Down the road, no telling how it
Hate the fifties love the dubs and the hundreds
I turnt myself up they think I came from money
Trap look like Black Ops all these gotdamn zombies
with the face blue
Face blue huh yuh yuh
Take one
Do it one take, I don't got no day
Ones
Cannot trust, I be followed by some fake ones
COD zombies yeah
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