Zombieland

(Verse 1: Rite Hook) I hail from a land of junkies, criminals and cops That are sniffing tonnes of coke and puffing rock like its a job We all chasing a similar thing, for some of them it's part time The rest are living the dream, Prescription painkill the mischievous teams And it's only a matter of time before your fishin' in blood or water hittin ya veins Back and forth from getting clean Could've had a screaming habit got a couple months And now I'm back to be the scheming addict (Yeah) Is this the whole world? it damn sure seems like it At least my neighborhood is full of fiends for Christ sake Cause I really [?] so I might as well be the [?] We fighting to stay alive in The Bean so who you sleeping on The most hated, underrated-impossible But I like it that way cause I can get away with robbing you So hit the snooze button you fucking fools That's 200 hundred dollars out of your pocket Thanks for the wallet dude (Hook: Rite Hook) No light, no light for no one Just darkness alright for someone I seem to fit in just right here But it's the same place that's killing me yeah life's not fair, I'm saying No light, no light for no one Just darkness alright for someone I walk around like I'm a hairless chicken Zombieland infested with infected children (Verse 2: Slaine) Check it out.. what do you do when you're stuck in this fucking zombieland You're only 6 and there's dope bags in your mommy's hand She loads a needle up to take her to the promise land Prior she's in dire straits and searching through the garbage can Half of the people in the neighborhood are hard at hearing They all are tired; nodding off and got a problem staring They must have rashes, always itchy see em scratchin' faces There's twin brothers down the street and they got matching cases Magi always arguing with the cops and she's smart as them But after swallowin' Neurontin an Klonopin it's hard to win an argument So she forgets what she's saying an she lights another Parliament Cousin Ralphie always beefing like he got beef Brand new Rollies all the time, Louis bags he got cheap The block is a swap meet, closer than the market is And if you grew up in it you can hardly see how dark it is (Hook) (Verse 3: Rite Hook) If you could capture the aura of my flow Or my energy what would you do with all that dough The corner store, the Renaissance Man The defiling moment of people rhyming rappers climbing out of my head And what that means, time drying high in the air Like fucking Osiris people dying when trying to stare I bring death and feed 'em violence, cry and despair So maybe that's why as a child I wouldn't share I'd hit you with a wiffle ball bat back then Right now I'd rather clap you and your fat best friend I don't follow no trends bro I make my own Don't refer to me as white boy i take that home Meaning.. shit pisses me off You got a question? I'll answer it by flipping you off Bitch ass motherfuckers singing, the bitches are soft I could make a song about shooting dope and stick my dick in 'em all (Hook)