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letra de zombies - magestic

zombies ( vegetation:track 2 )

verse 1

levitated, we elevated
the presence is great
taking the elevator
looking out the window and i see all the l’s you’re taking
i -ssume you want to smell the roses… but you can’t wake up so smell you later
this is my wake and bake
patience in me deciding where i should change the pace
paint my chimney so santa has a hard time telling where i be trying to k!ll him
rhymes got high power like they came from a chillem
sitting on cloud 9 or at least on top of this building
ain’t no metropolis, but i was top in the village
top dog, top cat, even the top reptilian…
rap life addiction, like a crack pipe was engine
you crack me the f-ck up… putting lines in the sentence
…. to say that i’m off putting is an understatement. i’m raw cooking. find saws to chop up the bars and explain them all to you… you lost rookie
i learned from the hood that i got to apply effort to impress
never rest until my good is better and my better is best
veteran
pushing the pedals to a pulp… . pulling the levers … that’s usually a sign i’m about to do some sh-t that’s truly clever…
-ssuming bester…
here comes something new and festive
holihayday 2. holihadeuce, knowledge great…
going to college? notre dame…
don’t ask me questions while i rap…
lesson 1: i’m known to slay
lesson 2: i’m here to stay
there’s no lesson 3…
i don’t want you to think less of me
but my recipe, is something extra see
i couldn’t give you this weaponry
i’m good at using pencils for heckory
light as the feathers be, and yet
i bring heavy flow like you missed a pregnancy
exorcism of the better emcee because i am the best, that wouldn’t have affected me
shook up like the opponents of mobb deep…
everywhere i look… everybody is a zombie
everybody seems to rely on their f-cking technology
verse 2:

skulls getting bashed is my exact
thought of having a good time, a blast
hoodwise. i’m street smart
women be treating good guys like tree bark
leaving deep scars, where do we start…
the first thing about this re-tard
is she could really use some knee guards
secondly she shouldn’t even mess with me
should’ve known i was gonna be back for neck and be
holstered with weaponry
causing all sorts of treachery
but i before i carried away, let’s just get married and maybe we’ll run to your parents to stay… cruising down the street and the b-tch needs to get over because her hairs in the way
arrogant to the day i’m buried… nothing left to say. open casket, i’m open minded…. she’s open wide, and feeding off my c-ck like a holy bible
trying to take a high road…
let’s drop that last line, oh sh-t five 0
like my p-n-s size yo
666 … the demons are falling from the sky… . sh-t is causing cyclones
total f-cking chaos, h-ll on earth, or is it ohio…
from city country to vision rugby
now satan wants his revenge, he sends in war fitted uglies…
ahhh f-ck me
every n-z- has come back to taunt me…
looks as though my bad decisions have come back to haunt me
kino ter toten
the life i have chosen
the fight or flight moment
been so long it’s hard to cope with
okay let me grab this m14, and arm some explosives
beware of the 6… there’s 60,000… there aren’t many people to go with… ..
where’s tank dempsey, and dr. richtofen (rick toe fin )…
oh f-ck my life. where’s the box and who put a meteorite in a n-z- theater?
plot demeaning sir
earth to treyarch, nothing is adding up, where is sam when she laughs at me?
i want to bash her t–th
n-z- zombie master chief…
waiting for a vast relief, as my past just acts to fasten me to this captain’s seat

verse 3:
fascinated with attenion grabbin’
and i swear i’m so addicted to rappin’
you can see me taking knowledge like prescription tablets
i have written tablets
it’s almost if they saw this way back in the scriptures, when they were inventing baptists
jesus looked to moses and scoffed when he considered sacri-
ficing his only born son, infant sidekick, his deliberate half-twin
signature rappin about biblical happenings
magestic with a g, no god , but i be giving you p-ssion
as we p-ssive over, we grasp the shoulder of our dad, or heavenly soldier…
yes heavenly father, we will never be honored, society has gotten so dumbed down it’s like we’re technically slaughter
we don’t need to prep for the apocalypse
zombies are already among us
they just haven’t turned, so as we wait until the sun’s up
they already got the plans ready, just waiting for us to f-ck up
girls serve the satan sp-wns, and guys look up to naked blondes
the others are just bait, i’m just waiting for the charade to stop
demons turn into snakes and turn the sinners into prey they taunt
finish them like steak than leave them to decay and rot
females are like retail
males just bring appeal
looking to the stars, because i don’t know where i belong, or where i should exist and well
living swell is something you get from a wishing well

- magestic

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