LiveFromHell

Lyrics

[Intro] (La musica de Harry Fraud) [Verse 1: Meechy Darko] Reportin' live from hell Hovi told you we was welcome To sell, don't run and tell Unless you want your heart to fail Unless you want small with the real potato cutter I peel flesh on hands and feet And dump you in a tub of salt, sheesh [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] Smoke ya, burn up, yoga flame Zombie motherfucker, prepare for the reign Shreddin' through the world, slightly feel pain Open up yo' eyes, life is just a game [Verse 3: Meechy Darko] You don't like my music, well, I hope you fuckin' die Grab that pistol, kiss it, put it to your temple, Chris Benoit Kiss of death, your gum Maricon, carry on Lucid dream of feelin' Martin, pain smokin' Tommy Strong My chick a gully jawn She suck with a skully on, Olde English and Jordan 1s Cuz, my cup done runneth off like Red pill, blue pill, plug in, plug out Gang yo' mouth, if shit shay, your out [Verse 4: Zombie Juice] We ain't at the top, but we made men Started from the bottom, seven grams and the blank disc My ex girl wanna fuck, but I ain't rich I saw myself die once, what a nice trip [Verse 5: Meechy Darko] You say you want the highest, well, I am him No such thing is a loss, so I reap on his grim The demons bleed through the pen The canvas drips from the sin I mind bend, spit shit to make a mannequin cringe [Verse 6: Zombie Juice] Yeah, obnoxious like Nazis Smack paparazzi like Kanye Pardon my cocky, can't stop me I'm on a million, the feeling I'm feelin', look to the ceiling Smoke cut with the building Buildin' a billion, fuck everyone who said that we couldn't Dab city bitch, strollin' through your hood Juicy long beard, stroke the kitty like I should Scalpel, cut ya, ease ya like my dutch Four fifth, morbid Psychedelic, raw shit [Outro] Zombies exist across all cultures and mythological spectrums And their imminent arrival is all but fortold in all the religious texts My advice Sharpen your sword