Lyrics:
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes
You probably grown now so this song'll hit you
If you're hearing this, unfortunately means that I'm
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
albums on his wish list
Love to listen far from reality, love the distance
Yeah in his mind them world was better
Felt his reality was lesser
Expressed in
was a graveyard smash
They did the mash, it caught on in a flash
They did the mash, they did the monster mash
(Wa-ooh) The zombies were having fun
I swear I can't
This sh* hit different when it hit
I can't even sleep at night, I'm thinking bout some motion
Damn I wasn't thinking right, my body
career's a prophecy now
Better grab your jacket, 'cause in this world we live in it's cold out
And when my album hit the stores it's sold out
Like these
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
my last album title song
but I understand it takes a year for niggaz to catch on
(hit em in the head dog) So let's get it on! yea
[Notorious
I ain't dropping stacks, I'm dropping knowledge
Unless it's for my nieces and nephews to go to college
And hit me on the phone, hit me up
Like
assault, animate things
Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding
Casually create catastrophes, casualties
'em right
They love it when I mix the baking soda with the white
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
City to city, state
And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
From your eye drops a tear
I don't play that shit, I play that hit
Your whole gangsta image is
The pain is great it strains the brain
The razorblade's inside my wrist
Satan's praised by scientists
Planes are spraying lines and shit
These are crazy
And ima watch his back
In case I gotta pack a punch
Cus we turn them into zombies
If they ever acting up
No this ain’t no hobby
We just tryna get some grub
They did the mash they did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolfman
Dracula and his son
niggas dont come up
No playing its time to get litty
We just gonna take it by storm
And not giving no warning
So cocky im feeling like 50
Niggas aint
get it right (I can't get it right)
By my lone and it's just you and I (It's just you and I)
Roll it up it's been one hell of a ride (One hell
his crown
Golden baby found
New life came around
Cuz I gave it that push back
Take a deep breath so my heart Wont stop
Reaching for the stars til I hit
I been close
But I also been real far
Seen my close friends
Turn to zombies cause the pill jar
At 16 is when I found out
These bitches wild
terrorists promptly
Drugs is what they give us, they're turning us into zombies
Brittany - indigenous home of the honkies
Brittany - peadophiles run this
high baby
It's the cozy boys, 236 home of the themed parties
And green zombies walking round off lean probably
Weed all in the air and some girl just
They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula and his son
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