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​Zombie Apocalypse

This song is by Awwwwdiculous and appears on the album AWWWWDICULOUS (2009).

You take the lead and I'll bring the heat
He sights the bead and I drop the beat
Now get behind, empty the clips
No longer free Zombiepacalypse

Don't sleep I wake up next my bed
A .357 written on it is Zed

I don't mind wild accusations
Against my secret machinations

For when again the dead do walk
We'll see which motherfuckers talk the talk

Pour over pages without wages
A zombie expert among the sages

Learned in the art of Zed defense
The proverbial chain mail fence

Wrapped around my heart, my brain
The difference between us that keeps me sane

Ignore the wail of zombie moans
Awwwwdiculous haters the first to go

You take the lead and I'll bring the heat
He sights the bead and I drop the beat
Now get behind, empty the clips
No longer free Zombiepacalypse

Now imagine, the leagues of zombies
Wearin' your motherfucking abercrombie

You've got the keys to the path to safety
Make sure remember where's the safe key

Shotguns and rockets overkill
Not true reflections of one's skill

You drop the zeds like I drop the rhymes
And don't drop the ones we saved for the mines

A virus, that raises the dead
Call 'em the Z word or fill 'em with lead

You can ponder the ramifications
As we fight back from annihilation

Protect the beat as you protect yourself
Take the 12 Guage down off of the shelf

Venture out, for you have no fear
You heard me before so you packed your gear

You take the lead and I'll bring the heat
He sights the bead and I drop the beat
Now get behind, empty the clips
No longer free Zombiepacalypse

You take the lead and I'll bring the heat
He sights the bead and I drop the beat
Now get behind, empty the clips
No longer free Zombiepacalypse

Next up we drop the true story
About our new found glory
Long paths we'll now be trekkin
Not fake Max Brooks be reppin'

I get the call maybe 3 am
It's time to grab my pack and sword
Hatori Hanzo style is when
I hear the knock up on the door

My gut just drops I hear the scream
It's some damn haters on the screen
Shoulda listened up as I pull the nine
I want to think it's just a dream

I pull up to Ridas crib
A-Boy be there with gas tank full
Lost lurdawg to zombie horde
A broken window now there's the ghoul

One shot heard round the world
A modern Lexington Concord
The waiter's brain explodes
As Z-lurdawg plays a chord

Can we escape the many masses
Of zombies trying to eat our asses
We listened up and heard the 'feat
This AWWWDICULOUS CREW can't be beat