[ ] sometimes
Some people think they jive me
But I know they must be crazy
Don't see their misfortune
Guess they just too lazy
J'suis the Grand Zombie
My yellow belt of choison
Ain't afraid of no tom cat
Fill my brain with poison
Walk through the fire
Fly through the smoke
See my enemy
At the end of their rope
Walk on pins and needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
With the king of the Zulu
Kon kon
Put gris gris on your doorstep
Soon you'll be in the gutter
I can melt your heart like butter
A-a-and I can make you stutter
Some people think they jive me
But I know they must be crazy
Don't see their misfortune
Guess they just too lazy
J'suis the Grand Zombie
My yellow belt of choison
Ain't afraid of no tom cat
Fill my brain with poison
Walk through the fire
Fly through the smoke
See my enemy
At the end of their rope
Walk on pins and needles
See what they can do
Walk on gilded splinters
With the king of the Zulu
Kon kon
Put gris gris on your doorstep
Soon you'll be in the gutter
I can melt your heart like butter
A-a-and I can make you stutter
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