Lyrics:
it away
Well, I've felt all the anger
I feel all the pain
I've met all my neighbors
I call them by name
But I think that's enough, babe
I think it's
Uh, bitch I'm addicted to getting the brain
So I guess I'm a zombie (ah, zombie)
Making the music and popping the perc
That's my motherfuckin' hobby
call you
I make it simple and plain
The Lord reigns
Be like a LeBron opponent go study the King James
And get saved by Jesus
Not even the J
everytime! No we didn't!
I need a vacation!
Oh, enough, zombie, take it away!
You already know the undead abomination
Better lock all your doors cuz
I wanna
Come through like a zombie
Tryna be alive
People like my songs, they say it's live
Every beat I like to come original
Not talking bout the Adidas
Feel like I belong to the undead
Eyes bloodshot, color drain out of my skin
Insomnia calls to me when I'm hiding
Blinded by light with the dark
Reel girls get down on the floor
Zombie Gang baby act like you know
Championship ring on her toes, hey
Coke in her nose, she don't know that I
going back and forth and back again I never quit
I can try and pick a side but I'm never gonna stick
Think I die every night I'm a zombie in this bitch
No
But the inspiration rides through like a way-seg, wait
Segway, ay, okay
Zombie boy I'm terrorizing all your toys
The upside down
It wants me back and I
i got the keys yeah you know how it goes
Pull up in 4 by 4 This nigga tryna rob you aint know what i know
Zoo Gvng really dont trust these hoes
Pull
I'm a monster, I'mma zombie
I'mma killer Rob
Don't got nothing on me
I'm a monster, I'mma zombie
I'mma killer Rob
Don't got nothing on me
You can
a l'amour
Je n' ressens rien
Je pense a l'amour
Je n' ressens rien
Je pense a l'amour
Je n' ressens rien
Je pense a l'amour
Zombie lite and Coca Cola
Don't
deem cool
Loving the mothers of our own sons
Is something we need do
Something's up, do you need proof?
Motherfucker you seen roots?
Government call it
grams in the fuckin' spliff
Call it what you want I'm a zombie bitch I'm off this shit
Yo prada never gonna pile up
If you can't follow this game,
Pussy bitch, I bet my glizzy 'll blow your socks off
If he's creeping like a zombie, blow his head off
Like a tumor, if you play me you get cut off
Amazing Grace
She super anxious waiting for a taste
Papi in the trap like Rob Base
I served my man' uncle raw base
He still feel some typa way to this day
I
I took ur call on the wrong day
U could get smoked on the runway
Yohji sweater on a cold day
I just want ur brain like a zombie
Woah woah i i i'm
put on my shoes
Get out the door; feel the morning blues
The morning blues
Living like a zombie
Walking like a zombie
Days go by and nights are through
back
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
call me EJ Zoomin or Obama
Yea I made a lot of mistakes
Yea Ive fallen right on my face
Seems I never learn Im just like a zombie
I go to church like
be looking for something
Man ah fit to grind my way to the apex
So long as I put my heart to it
Motherfucker staring at me like a zombie
Rob Zombie I'm riding in a Dragula
Sharp fangs nigga call me count Dracula
Planned it out, now my scheme is immaculate
Shoot it out, just make sure
naughty
You can not be here to rob me
Otherwise i'll call tsunami and leave
With the blonde barbies
I think you know what happens later
Oh my god your
And I'm making sum money by grammin a bow
And I'm makin a profit I hit for the low
Call Mayra she ship me a load
She put dem za mushrooms right on my front
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