Lyrics:
brief
Put me on a song I'm a Cool Calm Pete
Put me on a beat crews choose to stomp feet
Return from being zombies how they feel strongly
People holding
Weirdest kid on the block zombies ate my neighbors
You the walking dead if its world war z from my metaphors
I'm The dawn of the dead king
Sick disease
Down on your knees
Begging for air
We're zombies
From slaves to kings
By the strength of my hands
Destroying their gods
Sick disease
fate's fucking Mayim Bialik
The host of jeopardy I got no integrity
I'd lick her whole body if her toes had leprosy
My elegy read by Morgan Freeman
I want
of scorn cadavers rise
Angered fury in their eyes
Solemn rage, a need to kill
Feasting on holy hordes
Evil curse is carried forth zombies rage
Burning
To love
I'm so glad I wrote myself and album
To pull me out when horribly wrong
Had to say it in multiple songs
She so abusive consumed by the noice
Her
die AMGs
Sind die Zombies unterwegs, dann ist Fright Night, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sie legt's drauf an und sie zeigt den Booty
Fresse weit auf (wouh),
Up all night the lights on me
Baby come feel my heartbeat
4everthere army
Up all night like some zombies
I just need my baby step outside it's
They say I'm going crazy, that I've been lyin'
But I'm just terror-stricken, by the thrill inside me
Every time I turn around, they're creeping up
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
the string if you have time
I'll be waiting by the door with a halfpipe
And a sapphire
They be on my line
Always tryna call me
Talking to the zombies
Passing
fiending LOWFi the Legion uh
I'm off the green leaf
Like Scotty beamed me
Fuck y'all I'm leaving uh
This Earth don't deserve me surrounded by zombies they
Witches and werewolves
Pumpkins and pretty lies
Cannibal, candys
Shapeshifters all around
Zombies and psycos
Claws for the croocked man
Skeletons schemers
the atmosphere that will create rain
Perfectly healthy girl 9 paralyzed by a flu shot
They're still out there and their some of the richest most powerful people in
below
Oh, shit. My bones are aching
And I'll strive the make the living like me
They'll atone for their sins by my hand
The living are merely zombies
when it all falls
Who'll be the one to carry us?
Gettin' closer to the end by each step
They say all the real niggas dead
And gone but we left
Dawg, I
whose life
is like thriller.
Zombies, not undead,
but only be animated
By papers. Capable to
breathe with stolen vegetables
Collected from hands with
dirt
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
(Nigga) we clean the hood with a broom
We'll have his ass dead by noon
You said it's smoke well cool cool cool
We walk like sum zombies and finish his ass
me But I know she love the smell
Came from them mud I ain't never had nobody Did it by myself and this music was a hobby
Haters try to stop me, I'ma
Hirudinoids, emotionless and feeding
Threatened by anemia
I am helpless and bleeding
Suspended in air
Caught in another toothless dream
at the transit in the dead of the night
These fucking zombies, but really that's beyond me
Tryna live my dreams from everything that I seen as a young man
So if
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
life into the blink of an eye (eye)
And if you see your cloning on a street walking by (by)
Keep on running for your life 'cause only one will survive
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