Zombie

[Hook] If you're a zombie If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul, or fiend [x7] [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] Lynch, E-40 It's that season of the sickness your witnessing nigga sittin spin I'mma get you addicted when I spit shit, venomous shit, shit again Shit so much I gotta go to Costco to get my toilet paper Hit so much, spit so much, grip the pistol up, I'm a skitzo nut Zeppo rape or keep her safe or he could take her Chill pill, real deal, kill bill I might be sick, but that ain't the reason that I still spit real ill Niggas ain't got no lyrics when I hear it I'm like, "What's up with that?" Everybody wanna copy me, so I'm choppin em up leave rotten meat I'mma be drama free like my momma be Suicide before I let a nigga ride on me, that ain't comedy I don't get, I don't have to get it Mini AK, I call him midget And he got a sister heatin' em up makin his skin blister I'm a monster you're a zombie [Hook] [Verse 2: E-40] I'm lookin' out the window and it's thundering and lightning 2 in the afternoon the sky is black and it's frightening They're howling, lurking and prowling, growling Back we're smiling, crowding, around my place Gimme 40 feed and a house of space Before I bust you in the face Witch thumper, thumper Pack 3 guns like a hunter, hunter Kick a nigga ass like a putter, putter Beat a muthafucka like a drummer, drummer Base play crazy half a hate a hazy Floor game like the Gracie's I'm a monster, I'm a fiend on the microphone Welcome into my twilight zone, play me foul get tombstoned Send you da hell where you belong Gonna wish ya had a muthafuckin snow cone, no coat on I got the wickedest flow Serve a muthafucka take out to go Send a hubba head to a sucka front door Lynch and 40 water Nina in this ho [Hook] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] If you're a zombie, monster, ghoul or fiend If you're a zombie see your lovin' every way Tech, Lynch and 40 sing See ya gotta be conscious of what it means Then I know that your ready for what it brings Do you know what I mean when I say Caribou Lou Then your tellin' me Tech Nina go ahead and do you Do ya never get enough of Nina and you listen when you with the crew KCT you knowin' just what it do Your ass probably startin' to moshpit Lovin' every minute of bangin' this boss shit You throwin' up your set around all cliques You never wanna be hangin' with a soft bitch You know who you are muthafuckas [Hook]