Zombies

Samples: Die! Ah... Zombies!<br><br>Scratch: "Bring all your zombies, I`ll re-bury em"<br>(From High and Mighty`s "Open mic night")<br><br>[Promoe]<br>Yo, on the rear, let me tell you how I feel<br>Recordcompanies seems to misunderstand the word `deal`<br>That means something in it, for both parties<br>Not a big piece for the company, and a small one for the artist<br>I work the hardest, you sit on a chair<br>On ya fat ass, expecting me to share (What?!)<br>My name ain`t Cher, yours ain`t Sonny<br>That means; no love between us, only relation is money<br>That don`t sound funny, but if that is how you want it<br>Be consistent, and face the consecvenses<br>I`ll give you yours, if you give me mines<br>But if you give me shit, then I`ll step in no time<br>Cause I got no time, to waste on BI<br>If the BI`s BS I`ll rather chill in the beehive, cuz<br>Just because I`m an up and coming, hungry MC<br>Don`t mean I`ll settle for a "happymeal-recorddeal"<br>I`d rather steal, take your whole shit<br>You never gave me nothing, so why should we split the profit? (why?)<br>Why should I listen to your opinion if my shit is hot or not,<br>When you know nothing `bout Hip Hop?<br>That`s why I don`t shop my demos<br>But instead I let them shop their record-deal, see if I`m interested<br>Cause the time`s dead, when we stood around<br>With the hands in our hands, asking for a helping hand<br>Nowadays we cut off your hand, steal your Rolex,<br>You still don`t know the time, judging from the shit you signed<br><br>(Chorus 2x):<br>Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)<br>Listen to the shit again<br>Next time you might comprehending the message I sent<br>Independent is not a trend,<br>But the only way of life<br>Cause I`m not really alive<br>If somebody else control my destiny,<br>Making the important choices for me<br>Then I`m a walking dead -A Zombie.<br><br>[Cos.m.i.c]<br>yo, I wish styles under control like the `Break-crew`<br>Cause when we breakthrough<br>When I control my supervises like you<br>Telling you the shit you got here, is not hot<br>See it`s as a bunch of Davids, with rocks and slingshots (pow!)<br>Pointed out Goliath, come on and try us<br>But they ain`t a crew of lions, represent can never buy us<br>Zombies for hire, occasional hit-makers<br>Resurrect to the expect to collect papers<br>Wake up, it`s your relation (ah, ah) built on loyalty<br>And what about self-respect and royalties? (What?)<br>DVSG`s, forever independent MC`s<br>As long as the industry is still filled with friend enemies<br>You got yourself deal, but good luck<br>But since the honesty is the best policy, -Ha you suck!<br>While me and mines be legendary like swob and Don D<br>You be a walking dead -A Zombie.<br><br>(Chorus 2x):<br>Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)<br>Listen to the shit again<br>Next time you might cropping in the message I sent<br>Independent is not a dream,<br>But the only way of life<br>Cause I`m not really alive<br>If somebody else control my destiny,<br>Making the important choices for me<br>Then I`m a walking dead -A Zombie.<br><br>Scratch:<br>"Bring all your zombies, I`ll re-bury em"<br>(From High and Mighty`s "Open mic night")<br><br>[Promoe]<br>Yo, MCs are living dead, giving head to majors<br>But ain`t no recordcompany humping me, cause I got flavor<br>They can`t calm me, into being a zombie<br>As long as EmBee keeps hooking me with bomb beats<br>So blow up "the Vampire Snake building"<br>We building, on how to protect the children<br>From the modern day tyro bagel<br>To overcome Gods language buried a `two-turntables`<br>And a microphone, the forces of he darkness in the danger zone<br>Cause ugh, LoopTroop represent the sons<br>So when you nosferatos, we desperados with guns, and torpedos<br>Blowing up blood sucking (ah) mosquitoes, and reload<br>To kill super eagles and libidos<br>Not a question of `if`, It`s a question of `when`<br>You and your punk friends, ain`t no longer a trend<br>You get dropped like Jim, from your bullshit label<br>Now you`re at home, watching bullshit cable<br>At your bullshit table, with your remote control<br>Wishing that you would have had at least remotely created control<br>Of your product, before you cremated your soul<br>Got packed like corned beef, marked it in and sold (whoa)<br><br>(Chorus 2x):<br>Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)<br>Listen to the shit again<br>Next time you might cropping in the message I sent<br>Independent is not a dream,<br>But the only way of life<br>Cause I`m not really alive<br>If somebody else control my destiny,<br>Making the important choices for me<br>Then I`m a walking dead -A Zombie.<br><br>Whoa, whoa, a zombie<br><br>Scratch:<br>"Bring all your zombies, I`ll re-bury em"<br>(From High and Mighty`s "Open mic night")