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THUGGed Out Zombies
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Elzhi
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I’m in somebody else’s house on another block Knock on the door, twist the knob it wasn’t locked The place was empty and as far as I could tell That I just walked into a trap house cus I still smelled the dope still on the scale I see money, baggies a MAC-10 I’m using on whoever left it there that’s walking back in You might ask why would I do such a thing, ring off of someone’s noggin bustin in without knockin’ The whole thing started just a month ago but I ain’t know it Too busy slangin mass, chasin chicks and puffin' dro All in the hood i thought that nothing could surprise me Between drive-bys, house raids and store robbery That was until I seen this video, it was kinda ill Still I didn’t think that it was real, lеt alone important It was a clip from a broadcast, the news rеporting footage of an exclusive recording They never aired it but they showed the aftermath of this dead body in the street Then out of nowhere it stood up on its feet as if it never happened I ain’t believe it, and why would I? Cus when you die, goodbye that’s it Weeks later I’m seeing videos from New Orleans One from Chi-raq, Staten Island and two foreign countries The rumors started spreading through my city how kids was gettin blasted Then climbin’ outside they casket Eatin’ brains attackin’ anyone in eyesight We crack jokes, “they come here we makin sure they die right” We had a laugh, gave my man a pound and kept it pushin Back to the grind where you can always find a slang of kush and Pills, as usual we see Marcus the neighborhood fiend My man ‘bout to serve him up for the dollar bills Soon as I thought to myself, “he look strange” from close range He bit a chunk out my man’s throat before the exchange That’s when it all changed He was leakin’ out the neck, Marcus tackled him to the ground, I grabbed the TEC As I’m sprayin’ lead into his back I noticed there’s no blood shed He got up off my n**** who’s dead and come after me before I shot him in his head and left him there Like a f**kin newborn made me God, how my man went out hit me crazy hard Tears fell, starin at his body In disbelief, then I seen him move I clutched the shotty I tried to talk to him, I didn’t have the heart to put the slug in his mind, so I left and walked through an alleyway across the street from a cemetery Families in black were hoppin fences, two women barely made it out if it wasn’t for my assistance Cus all I saw was people bustin out the grave from a distance I’m talkin bout street legends, draped in iceberg, Gucci, Tommy, dookie ropes, durags, a bunch of thugged out zombies People runnin’ up and down the streets, cars crashin’, dashin to my crib I seen a ton of them in passing One had a blunt in his ear I called my mans cousin who lives on my block, he told me to stay away from over there He said it looked like the world was bout to end So I found a random spot and let myself ache Now we back to where the story begin
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