Human Zombies

Lyrics

They better come at em with caution I bet that the popo don't kill me they Probably won't give em a pass I bet if that n*gga was black he'd really pay See what they do for a content See what they could do with they conscious These people will eat up an idea As soon as you spit out the concept Out ya mouth, memories out ya house N*gga be all in there feelings But I ain't feeling with nigga about N*ggas and they independence I show my decedents what bb be killing about We stay in thе trenches not to mention That's thе killer out killer out When they hate they self they play self When they hate they self they play self We stay in the trenches like its druggies And its zombies and they walk around so oddly In they Amber and they Crombie (Abercrombie) When they hate they self they play self When they hate they self they play self We stay in the trenches like its druggies And its zombies and they walk around so oddly In they Amber and they Crombie (Abercrombie) When they hate they self they play self When they hate they self they play self Even though we get fucked up often We they pop they shit we flip When we walk that turf they copy Really think they got us pimp N*ggas forget they soul first And slowly let they soul slip The temple it be the soul ship I different, no n*gga won't go like this Im soul food that back roads shit Get packed like hoe shit Pistol on the road shit one to the door You slipping smoking weed Trading lips with them dip with them I don't trust nobody so I don't sit with them But no offense the clip with him Always ready for war cause they trip with them Something just dont, Something just dont, Something just don't Click with tthem I put my finger on it Those are trigger words The alpha beta man is just a mumble rap And I tend to use bigger words Vegans spark the other herb Pass your n*gga the nuptials Advice for you in life Is make sure you have several hustles Troll ill still expose you Let the demons get the crumbs But when you really been born You live in where your from Its in the drum No more palpitations Eat through away the scum Like he was masturbating Now that n*ggas exasperating Nobody understands These n*ggas ain't got no bands Imma stand on what I stand Its that murderous bloody red Lil ripsta but ya'll to bed These n*ggas ain't got no bands Imma stand on what I said Its that murderous bloody red Lil ripsta but ya'll to bed When they hate they self they play self When they hate they self they play self We stay in the trenches like its druggies And its zombies and they walk around so oddly In they Amber and they Crombie (Abercrombie) When they hate they self they play self When they hate they self they play self We stay in the trenches like its druggies And its zombies and they walk around so oddly In they Amber and they Crombie (Abercrombie) When they hate they self they play self When they hate they self they play self