Zombie King
(专辑: Gang Rags: Reborn - 2014)
The
Overseer of the
Underworld underneath the
dirt my soldiers hurt, with a
little encouragement. They could turn into a
power force, huddle with me at the
helm like a
reguarded force, Ima take you on the
bridge, let em breathe in the
wind besides anythings better than bein in the
box down there, Get up, the
cemetary gates cracked the
prophecys fullfilled, the
King came back, Ready the
court n' assemble a
castle of caskets fitted for the
heroine that I'm attracted, Everybody else get to making weapons, be ready for the
war, make sure the
Kingdom is protected! Zombie, Zombie, Zombie, Zombie Ima King! [x2] Zombie King with a
crown of bones and an army of the
dead ready to invade homes, As I
sit up on my throne in my cemetary court, holders coming out my sides, like I'm open like support. Vaccines pumping in, by-products pumping out, the
process is so intense it makes me bleed from the
mouth, Fetch me the
royal napkin so I
can dab it clean, appearance always on mind, even if zombie royal tea. Got the
skin jerky baggies with the
fresh demon faces, rubber soles with intestines for shoe laces With the
three human spines make a
staff like Skeletor, I
sit in in front of a
desk drawer watching blood pour. And the
rusty metal drums to make up a
lazerous pit where zombies can regenerate arms and legs and shit. Zombie, Zombie, Zombie, Zombie Ima King! [x2] All bow your heads in missing the
great, who walks amongst the
living with bullet holes and a
maggot face And given many reasons to have hate, but my resolve is a
bullet inside of a
twelve gauge, Keeps a
foreign clutch when I'm neighboring my wounds or a
grove are to open up the
tomb for the
roots of the
mist of war, Casualties are great when your army is dead and don't conduct brain waves, So I'm looking for a
few good soldiers that hold a
shotgun real steady to their shoulders, That they hear the
talking from a
mile away, in their dome, and drag their body all the
way home to the.. Zombie, Zombie, Zombie, Zombie Ima King! [x2]