Zombie Machine

[Intro: Uma Thurman + John Travolta] Drinks, music I’m gonna take a piss [Verse 1] I drop this and be a dead man, fuck it I said this on Zombie Yeah, I got insomnia I got HITTAS on me If any of them haters want it You a goon, I’m a goblin Please show me my opponent Alright I’ll be here all night No days off like All Might This one for my dogs that hold it down, no bark and all bite Up it, we can all fight I don’t even know nice Ice all in my veins, I drop the world like Wayne in ’09 Mo’ fire than Wayne ’05 No, they don’t want no smoke Get you and bro both high Aroma when I walk by Like “this shit potent” Many men they tried to sell me mid That shit I won’t buy My shit forever grеater I put my Crocs inside sport mode and wrеstle alligators My songs got heart and soul inside ‘em, so I don’t mind haters Still going hard when I’m on hiatus I’m a binder, I want all my paper I’m independent, I am my label I don’t gotta pen, or go by the manual, damn Do you understand what I’m saying to you? They don’t I don’t give a hoot, I don’t give a damn If you don’t wanna dance, this my jam I’ma have so many haters at first I know for certain, for sure, I’m rare ‘Cause I’m so fly, I got hoes boarding off the plane Like “that back there not real” Damn [Interlude 1] You gotta see it, shorty You won’t believe it, shorty I hear the Martians calling “OK, I’ll be there shortly” [Verse 2] I got HITTAS, whoadie I ain’t hidden, hoe KNIGHT VISION, KNIGHT VISION, I got a knife with me Sword on my side, it’s an ender of lives Got a machete, katana, lance, and a scythe And I’m nice enough, let you decide how you die It’s Dame Time, check the wrist watch I ball out like I got bitches watchin’ I skip practice, what the fuck they talkin’ bout? Dishing dimes to my lil hitta, he gon’ swish it ‘fore the clock I’m so gifted, I’m still living I won’t fall, but I’m still tripping I won’t call, but I still miss her Against the wind, but I’m still winning I pass the test guessing, and I still didn’t finish I cheat like test’ injections I teach the next lesson I tell the classroom flip their textbooks to Chapter Seven In this section, we gon’ cover ‘Having Swag and Selling It’ ‘Cause half of y’all don’t know what that mean Check my index for definition You’ll find this song by ‘demolition’ I found the beat right by ‘delicious’ Wayne left a slice and I walked by Can’t lie, took a bite of his shit [Hook] Zoned out of my body I’m zoned out of my body Zoned out my body I’m zoned out of my body Out of my body I’m zoned out of my body Out of my body I’m zoned out of my [Verse 3] I drop this and be a dead man walking This ain’t my beat, I can hear the feds knocking I am the danger They want my head For no reason They want me scared For no reason I’ll be here all season, nigga