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Zombies

5

Hip-Hop/Rap

Zombies was released on May 11, 2018 by Deep Concepts Media as a part of the album The Singles Collection

Song Details

AlbumThe Singles Collection

Release DateMay 11, 2018

LabelDeep Concepts Media

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM83

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

B. White

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

B. White

Songwriter

Lyrics

Uh, fuck it, I'm cocky and probably end up getting killed for my words

No vest, still frame, boy, I'm built from the 'Burgh

Took a trip across the NY line to check my business

Switched states, started banging the bass, aided by sickness

Naming off rappers and adding them to my hit list

'Cause to me this rap game been invaded by mad bitches

Fuck 'em if it's offensive, meant it, it ain't no gimmick

Let's be clear, your career should be in fear if I could end it

Been benefiting heavily from being this steady

Break the levee, regrettably, pop the clutch on the Chevy

See a fuckboy then duck, boy, I'm dumping it steady

The Mossberg spread shot look like I'm pumping confetti

The most quotable, no nobleness, you puffing that reggie

I got a presence so the legends even fuck with me heavy

You get some bread then prepare for these vultures

And you will never ever see me breathe the air of pop culture, boy

Thirty years in this earth

I lost everything, I swear to God I been cursed

Followed by the devil, swear to God it got worse

I look back like I should've thought first but I didn't though

And I made my own choices

Ignoring all of the voices and speaking up for the voiceless

Captivated by this game I now hate

And rap music should've never been my fate but I'm scared to rest

Believe it, I ain't scared to death

They could take away my mind, they can't spare my flesh

Oh, you rap too, that's cool, I could care fucking less

And I'm holding nothing back so prepare for the mess

To get to my level, took the stairs to progress

I did it my way so don't compare me to the rest

If I ain't 'posed to be the best then who the fuck am I?

I'm thirty-one and broke, I guess it's worth another try

Now I'm getting noticed, see they loving how I rhyme

And that's why 'cause I'm working on album number nine

When you ask me my opinion, nothing comes to mind

Felt like a decade in this game, I was wasting a bunch of time

I grew a little chip and got right back at it

I hate rappers, I'm 'bout to start punching these faggots

Pittsburgh to NY, it's all love, I'm hip-hop 'til I die

They can't keep us out, I wouldn't lie

Go

Written by: B. White

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