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The Best of Rob Zombie (Rob Zombie) · The Best of Rob Zombie (Rob Zombie) · The Electro: Industrial Tribute to Rob Zombie (Motor Industries) · Mel TormĂ©, Rob McConnell and the Boss Brass (Rob McConnell) · Rob Me Blind (Jay Brannan) · Robi-Rob's Boriqua Anthem (C+C Music Factory) · The Black Rob Report (Black Rob) · So Very Rob (Rob McConnell) · Rob Parton's Jazztech Big Band (Rob Parton) · Rob & Fab (Rob & Fab) – and 90 other albums »


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No, there's no way back
Ain't no wonder you can't sleep at night

You just heard the voodoo call
So you pace around, do the zombie crawl
for fun
And I don't shoot dope but I will shoot my gun

I ain't no phony dude 
I'm the real thing baby
Just like Rob Zombie just like Slim Shady
shoot niggas up I can't post it up after
How's he sitting on that grub with all them nitties on the road
Fiends outside my trap look like Call of Duty
of shells and put em' back on the shelf (I mean)
Insomnia turn me into a zombie
I'm coming for all the moment they rob me of
Now it's obvious, since you
Call them foes
Stealing flows
That they got from us
What
We coming through your city with lots of lust
Get the dough get ya hoes then we knock them
by a fling
Made days seem
Really somber
So we both were in agreement
The baby I seen it
Thinking of killing it
Made me almost fall
To the cement
This
a cannibalistic, pessimistic, zombie-like state
Overcome and I ain't infected by the sickness
My mind's lights out, total darkness and bring the wicked
Like
picked peppers, but Shy fucked hoes
Put my gun in your face, like "whoa"
Me and Black Rob, rob black, with the Tahoe
Cause he was gassed like Arco,
foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their
I don't give a fuck about your mansion by the lake
You can suck my dingaling until your neck breaks
'cause all I want to do is hang with the zombie
In
to learning from the mistakes of others

Bring it on now
Come on
I said come on
I said come on

[Verse 1]
They call me a jerk, once they get to know me
But they
old shit?

[Rip]
Germaine, you fuckin' water brain
Don't you understand, fuck the mainstream
You should just call out names
The industry's all about
gonna knock him
When I got home, I found she had tried to call me
My machine had kicked to her hey how ya doin' (sorry)
I tried to call the honey but her
of light, demons dance in preparation
Weightless, only to be seen during incantation
Feel my aura, just around death's corner
Hands of liquid candlelit by
stalkin, HELL but what you talkin
Have you dusted like a zombie lookin straight Christopher Walken
Shorty tried to call me and warn me and E-40
About
by ODB
[Rhymefest]
They say dirt and sunshine make the flowers grow
I say, fuck a bitch raw and drive your nut on the floor
Call it what you want,
[Intro - Sir Mix-A-Lot (Female voice)]
(Peek a boo)
This is the true story about a young lady I know
(Peek a boo)
A walkin' zombie, product
Rob $tone, two damn phones
Babylons can't crack the code
Used to sip out styrofoam
But figured I should stick to dro (Weed)
Backwoods overload
don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet
I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so posessed
This
switchin' lanes
When they call last shot for alcohol
I just wanna take my last drink
I just wanna sip some clean purple
Hit the car lot and just made
of the earth searching for truth and triumph
Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice, and Erick the Architect
These are the Flatbush Zombies and this is 3001: A Laced
with her friendship
Jewels, DVD, Raheem murdered by Bishop
Paid in full, no disappearance, dealers be switchin'
[?] clip rich then snitch, tellin'
there?
Shaolin Soldiers, huh, wait a minute, no one told ya
That I'm the nigga, that they call Stompy
Who got the looks of a killa dead zombie
I take
With a tre 8 caliber, fuckin em up like Algebra 
From Cali to Florida, call the coroner 
I'm missing in action, packin a full clip, for the bullshit
to come, it'll be the same

The glueheads walk with spaced out heads 
Their eyes are open wide 
The zombie walk that they have learnt 
Has now got

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