Lyrics
So many tries
So what, he failed
Some hungry storms, ripping through some bloody sails
So many tales told on the seven seas
So many men fold when the weather reads wrong on the screenshot
Long over reveries
Revelations roam, romping readily
Hopes and promises of Nostradamus
Are they upon us, kids?
My pedigree less'll bleed until it's healed
I feel the pirate hemoglobin roaming through my tattered jeans
The magazine's loaded with filth
Destroying everything that was built
Deploying war machines to the grill
When it's peace that we need, not a kilt
Homeopathic medicine
Not a drug, not a pill, not a man left
Only zombies eating flesh
(Only zombies eating flesh)
Zombie apocalypse, it's hard to be an optimist
When all of us are hostages an anarchy Annapolis
The devil's in the conference room with the Anti-Christ almighty
By a landslide
But he's just a man locked down on the fire
Flame off, flame higher, gonna burn your funeral pilate
It's not a type of fusion
I wrote for no approving
I don't hope for nothing, you clutch to a broke illusion
Kinda fuck the rules, but who's losing?
Got no game, the jewels choose 'em when the pen movin'
Crib big, the room little for improvement
I let the tunes in from every room and system boomin'
I ain't paid to make it, my feet pound the pavement
I ain't complaining, paint the painting like it's pain language
Survive like Glo Gaynor, I don't know favors
I don't know Yeezy, just my Adidas Lavers
This is work, God to the hand of artists who paint
Draw first, blast all the competition away
We have the fingers on the triggers and we point it at the sky
'Cause we the people wanna take it, 'cause we stay unified
They try to break us
They try to make us hate us
They try to rape us of compassion
The snake the matrix
It's anxious and lengthy
But love is the anti, smash, emancipate the last eye
The third is awakened, disturbed and shaken up
The words aren't mistaken it's the hatred
That brought about the true love
You made, you made it happen, for that, I thank you
Mr. President, you're truly ashes we will burn it down
On this freedom road
And we roam free
Zombie apocalypse, it's hard to be an optimist
When all of us are hostages an anarchy Annapolis
The devil's in the conference room with the Anti-Christ almighty
By a landslide
But he's just a man locked down on the fire
Flame off, flame higher, gonna burn your funeral pilate
When you burn
When you burn
