Zombie

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If you're a zombie

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fi-

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]

Lynch, E-40

It's that season of the sickness, you're witnessing nigga sittin' spin

I'mma get you addicted when I spit shit, venomous shit, shit again

Shit so much I gotta go to Costco to get my toilet paper

Hit so much, spit so much, grip the pistol up, I'm a skitzo nut

Zeppo rape or keep her safe or he could take her

Chill pill, real deal, kill bill

I might be sick, but that ain't the reason that I still spit real ill

Niggas ain't got no lyrics when I hear it I'm like, "What's up with that?"

Everybody wanna copy me, so I'm choppin' 'em up, leave rotten meat

I'mma be drama free like my momma be

Suicide before I let a nigga ride on me, that ain't comedy

I don't get, I don't have to get it

Mini AK, I call him midget

And he got a sister heatin' 'em up, makin' his skin blister

I'm a monster you're a zombie

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If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fi-

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

[Verse 2: E-40]

I'm lookin' out the window and it's thundering and lightning

2 in the afternoon the sky is black and it's frightening

They're howling, lurking and prowling, growling

Back we're smiling, crowding around my place

Gimme forty feet and a ounce of space

'Fore I bust you in the face with thumper (thumper)

Pack three guns like a hunter (hunter)

Kick a nigga ass like a punter (punter)

Beat a muthafucka like a drummer (drummer)

Base play crazy, half a hate a hazy

Floor game like the Gracie's

I'm a monster, I'm a fiend on the microphone

Welcome to my twilight zone, play me foul get tombstoned

Send you to hell where you belong

Gonna wish you had a muthafuckin snow cone, no coat on

I got the wickedest flow

Serve a muthafucka take-out to go

Send a hubba head to a sucka front door

Lynch and 40 Water, Nina in this ho

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If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fi-

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie see your lovin' every way Tech, Lynch and 40 sing

See ya gotta be conscious of what it means

Then I know that you're ready for what it brings

Do you know what I mean when I say Caribou Lou?

Then you're tellin' me Tech Nina go ahead and do you?

Do ya never get enough of Nina and you listen when you with the crew?

KC tea, you knowin' just what it do

Your ass probably startin' to mosh pit

Lovin' every minute of bangin' this boss shit

You throwin' up your set around all cliques

You never wanna be hangin' with a soft bitch

You know who you are muthafuckas

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If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend

If you're a zombie

If you're a zombie

If you're a zombie

If you're a zombie

If you're a zombie

If you're a zombie

If you're a zombie

If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend