
Zombie Lil Wyte & Jelly Roll (Ft. Insane Clown Posse & MadChild)
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[Chorus]
Only when it’s dark out
Only when it’s dark out
We move when it’s dark out
We live when it’s dark out
Bitch, I am a zombie (Zombie, zombie)
And I get no sleep (No sleep)
I’m killin’ everything in sight
Bitch, I’m a zombie
[Verse 1: Madchild]
Ay, Madchild got that gangrene
Setting in, my [?]
Act and talk like I’m angry
You can see my whole gang, me
Eat your face like a tangerine
Dismantling, I keep mangling
Los Angeles to Columbus
To Tennessee, we all family
Room full of zombies
That never ran, never hided
This ain’t no fantasy island, brah
I’m a man at his violent, brah
Don’t abandon our rydas
It’s always standin’ beside us
This shit is Z war, expose ya mind
We all recourt, become C4 (Bring it!)
I depend on my soldiers
But I still keep my composure
I keep my enemies closer
And tell ‘em everything’s Kosher
But I don’t sleep, so it’s over
Man’s a venomous cobra
Bite a hole out ya face
Bring ya life to a closure
Only when it’s dark out
Only when it’s dark out
We move when it’s dark out
We live when it’s dark out
Bitch, I am a zombie (Zombie, zombie)
And I get no sleep (No sleep)
I’m killin’ everything in sight
Bitch, I’m a zombie
[Verse 1: Madchild]
Ay, Madchild got that gangrene
Setting in, my [?]
Act and talk like I’m angry
You can see my whole gang, me
Eat your face like a tangerine
Dismantling, I keep mangling
Los Angeles to Columbus
To Tennessee, we all family
Room full of zombies
That never ran, never hided
This ain’t no fantasy island, brah
I’m a man at his violent, brah
Don’t abandon our rydas
It’s always standin’ beside us
This shit is Z war, expose ya mind
We all recourt, become C4 (Bring it!)
I depend on my soldiers
But I still keep my composure
I keep my enemies closer
And tell ‘em everything’s Kosher
But I don’t sleep, so it’s over
Man’s a venomous cobra
Bite a hole out ya face
Bring ya life to a closure
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