Zombie
A traditional rap song from the using the iconography and of zombie media. It laces metaphors together to discuss how big the beat is, how even superheroes can't beat capitalism, and how the greatest emcees are left to be devoured by the rapper in question because he's on his Zombie.
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It’s true that you are what you eat
So what we serving up?
Only the finest MCs
Yes I'm on my zombie x 4
Attack of the 60-foot beat
Knocking over buildings
Eat it to defeat it
Yes I'm on my zombie x4
Verse 1
Attack of the 60 foot beat, wall of sound
It’s them rawest dudes with them rotted pounds...Of flesh
So you know full well it’s the funkiest
Phil Spector murder fest, kiss the gun feel the death
Sound so good make you wanna go deaf
Cause you just can’t raise recipe
Top Chef
With a dash a dis
And a splash of dat
Like a little little cocaine to keep ‘em coming back
And a little rogaine to keep a hairy sack
(Insert Name) dropping more wood than a lumberjack
Yeah, I used to be a nice guy too till I learned pretty words don’t get ‘em in the mood,
So I speak my mind, one! Line at a time
I’ll by them dinner I’ll! Poke’em in the liver
I’ll hollow them out!
Savor all the best parts! Swallow all her false starts!
Ride her like a golf cart!
Chorus
It’s true that you are what you eat
So what we serving up?
Only the finest MCs
Yes I'm on my zombie x 4
Attack of the 60-foot beat
Knocking over buildings
Eat it to defeat it
Yes I'm on my zombie x4
VERSE 2
Rule #1…
CARDIO!
It’s best to outrun trouble man, you never know
I’m from the Richard Pryor School of altercation
A bruised ego heals faster than getting your jaw broke
There’s no money in being a Super Hero
Why save the world when you’re bank account’s zero
You think glory’s worth putting the tights on?
Even Superman’s gotta have a day job
I’ll be bigger than Luke Cage
Strong as a roll cage
Saving the world
While all the while I get paid
Stuffing opposition down my gullet
Been a planetary threat since MacGuyver had that mullet
Person of mass destruction
Leaders in heated discussions
Rest their fingers on buttons test if I’m bluffin, Mulligan!
Person of mass defiance
Lyrical path to enlightenment.
80’s montage of triumph
We eat like KINGS tonight
Chorus
It’s true that you are what you eat
So what we serving up?
Only the finest MCs
Yes I'm on my zombie x 4
Attack of the 60-foot beat
Knocking over buildings
Eat it to defeat it
Yes I'm on my zombie x4
Verse 3
All I wanna do is make the best music that you’ve ever heard in your life
Be part of a movement
I’ve got a culture to save so I’m canny with every single word that I write (yup)
Every single bar that I spit (shit)
Every time I bless a manuscript
Cannibalize the great ones
Zombie excrement!
Destroy what came before to make room for a brand new future
Apocalyptic pimp shit
Always up to no good
Phantom Planet
Whole new definition of eating her out
Triple X Zombie Strippers
Lose a limb
Keep dancing
Strippers got money to get.
The last vestige of sanity in a world gone starved
Rick Grimes
You want to fight’em off
We'll battle to sunrise
Feels good to finally cut loose
Only when everyone's undead will there be a truce
Eat up
Chorus
It’s true that you are what you eat
So what we serving up?
Only the finest MCs
Yes I'm on my zombie x 4
Attack of the 60-foot beat
Knocking over buildings
Eat it to defeat it
Yes I'm on my zombie x4
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