KAYWHY - Zombies lyrics

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Everybody they clonin, I know it I can feel it in my bones (run inside)

Look around they growin you know it, and they entering ya home (lock ya doors)

Cause do u wanna be a zombie, nope, nope, nope, I didn't think so

No we don't wanna be zomies, nope, nope, nope,

I didn't think so

It's your brains that they after,

Gonna give you pain and disaster

And they'll break you in half cause

That's what they do cause they're bastards

Yo, it's the zombies, they are monsters

They will stomp you, they will chomp you

They will eat you, steal your people

Cheat everything that you know

Everything that you own

They don't give a fuck, cause they're different from us

And they swear on their shit that they're bigger than us

But they're not because we don't let them get to us,

It's straight ridiculous

So we be flippin this and we be getting shit

And they be getting zilch

Cryin over spilt milk, I deal with real folk

And that's the real deal zombie move real slow

Don't let them kill you, that'll help em build clones

I am the hunter

I know a bunch of zombies that's are all around me

They go to school with me, they work with me

They sit next to me, they live with me

They are the ones that try to stop you

They are the ones that try to box you, in

With that negative bullshit

Jus stop it ignoring it, it's not important

They can't feel what u feel,

They don't know what the deal is,

They don't know what real shit is

They can't make it

They try to break it

They try to ace it

They are impatient

They are ignorant bitches

They don't know that they're too big for they're britches

They build bridges, jus to burn em down

Don't earn em or deserve em

Murk em!

No no no we won't go for that bullshit

So zombies get get back

Tell us how to kill a zombie

Just, blow they head off for they steal ya soul,

We really wanna kill some zombies,

So hurry up cause they building clones

Don't let them fill ya domes

Will all that nonsense that will kill ya goals

It's the haters

It's the pessimists

It's the negative specialists

They only good for one thing

Talk alotta shit and ruin good dreams

Kill them dudes by doin true things

It's the dawn of the dead

And they want you to end

So do us all a favor and: blow off a zombies head