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letra de zombieland - dizzle morrison

verse 1:
welcome to zombieland
where the you you thought had died is very much still alive
you’re surprised when it comes again
thoughts and ways of old rise, here i share a few of mine
lose your mind trying to understand
i turned colder than subzero the villain with no hero
while you was holding your mama’s hand
i was told i was unequal to siblings and other people
now feelings become evil for mama’s man
went from a grade a student, to grades need improvement
to d-mn is he stupid
it’s just i care less about a test when i’m depressed on the inside
feeling inferior’s ruining my interior
dried up feelings preventing eyes from tearing up
mind full of demons with pom poms to cheer me up
empty-hearted with plenty anger to fill it up
and i fill it up quick, with a bunch of f-ck it
a lot of violence spilling out if i’m ever f-cked with
problem child who only smiles to hide his grudges
think i’m fine behind all the misguided judgements
but i’m not though… how could you not know
when it rained i was soaking wet while you had ponchos
i never got those, felt like i was not yours
these are the zombies that creep up on me when eyes close

(talking)

verse 2:
she thinks i’m a gentleman right? she got it twisted
some of these zombies creeping up on me so misogynistic
so they come to visit, screaming no love for b-tches
dog hoes dodge arrows
cupid had shot and missed them
but he hit me though, want to forget these hoes
into my closet of skeletons where my memory goes
hemp leaves blown, trying to rid these lows
from plaguing my future relations will i succeed though
truth be told i got major doubts
see a b-tch and game come out
unzip and that thang come out
flip, bang bang and i’m out
like drive-by’s it’s funny how time flies
now i’m mr. nice guy (or at least that’s what them hoes think)
but don’t sleep, if i catch you in some mess
i’m likely to see you less and less likely to see you dressed
you know what time it is
either put lip on d-ck or d-ck where your vagina is
that’s all it is, and that’s how it stay
i swim in you and let the friendship sail away
i probably got h-ll to pay, the indebted sexist
emotionally reckless when zombies are resurrected

(talking)

verse 3:
what do i know, i’ll tell you what i know
being cutthroat ensures survival
i see no brotherhood all i see is rivals
want a slice of devil’s pie
open your pie hole i’ll slang you some
blind deaf and dumb
zombies blind me from seeing destruction
money only adds to affliction
calmly i sit indifferent and numb
and i don’t apologize at my center lies frost
and i promise i’ve, seen too many homicides
and too many innocent lives… lost
still i pretend to cry like i ain’t desensitized
if ever my feelings rise i cut em off
never seen a love that eternally lasts
just gloves and ski masks
and the bags of that f-ck you off
that appear to help you get over stuff
until you sober up to a world less glorious
much rather have that high world you live in
now here comes addiction
and that’s where i pitch in
what you need (what you need)
want to smoke, i got weed
want to roll, i got p’s
you in pain, i got oc’s
just don’t od, i need that income
some say i’m cold, but it’s hot as h-ll where i was sent from
the zombies

- dizzle morrison

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