Yes

You will now die and perish

Zombie Juice

Spitting shit, disfigured like ligaments

Picture the making of this, my hands tied

Watch the smoke flow by, by, bye-bye

On the porch, Newports, packs of the loud

New bitch packing the crowds

The macking spectacular, is you fucking or nothing?

Mmm, a little someshin'

Bitch, you know I'm buzzin', bumpity-bumpin'

Packs in the back of Mack's trunk and drunk and

We up yet we slumping, Zombie fully function

Fu-fu-fuck corruption, lies vivid as Jenna titties

Terrorist experiments, America's full of shit, uh

Blinded by skin color, blinded by his lover

Blinded by shining lights

And you the gift of life

Relax my mind 'til it's do or die

Each moment's a mineral, poetry's protein

The verse is a vitamin, effects like codeine

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

For you (Kill, kill, kill, kill)

Meechy Darko

DTA, I don't trust none of my homies

Juice laced my spliff with PCP and never told me

Passed me a cup of bleach and said, "Meech, sip on this codeine"

Wash it down with OE, now I'm throwed up like OG's

My voice hold the beat down, it's the anchor

And my **** stay with the metal like Kurt Angle

Zombies blowing up like the Boston marathon, boom

What, too soon? Opposite of late bloom

Dunk from the free throw since I was spewed from the womb

Survival of the fittest, I ate my twin in the womb

And due to Robin Givens, I may never jump the broom

And while you pay for pussy I was out in paid dues

Stage diving turned a couple thousand people to my pool

You a fool if you think I ain't on the move

I am it, I am new

I exude, but cannot be reproduced

Execute for my grimy and my destitute

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

For you (Kill, kill, kill, kill)

The Architect

Spit in your face at the pearly gates

At twenty-four, a **** special like he thirty-eight

The limerick I kick is four finger ring shit

I twist a motherfucker limbs up like a green spliff

Defying odds, no façade

Man, my city like Oz

So with this tree of weed, I'm never tryna be the prize

Rap, produce, half a Muse when I scribe thought

Quiet man, so if I can't stand then I'ma fall

I'd rather be a failure than never mentioned at all

The dimensions of the mind measure crime like yellow tape

Music the bass, swap my heart for an 808

You out of shape, smoking great, good god like J.R

Nostrils filled with the potency of smoking kief

All the windows down so you know it's me

Bow down

My radiator hiss like my Amy Wine vinyl, for now

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

What, what you gon' do when them zombies come for you? (Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill)

For you (Kill, kill, kill, kill)