DAWN OF THE DEAD lyrics

by

Undead Ronin



[Verse Slim]
Screaming out loud
And everybody staring
Put the muzzle to ya mouth
Now ya praying out to Mary
Leave ya scared
Feeling unprepared
Vision always red
f*ck the rest
Put to in ya chest
f*ck up out my head
Sillouette
Walking thru the trench
Soul condemned to death
Watch ya step
Or I'll cut ya neck
And take away ya breath
No repentance
I move ahead
And light a cigarette
Walking deadman
I manifest
And ain’t nobody left

[Verse SH4RD]
Got my smith and wesson at my side ready to
f*ck it up witchou, Ima f*ckin continue
Making every f*cking problеm you ever had worse
Ima f*ck that sh*t up young ying yang finna tiе your neck to a noose
Slim, Grimm, Ronin and SH4RD
We always comin through that hard
f*ck with us we'll f*ck wit you
You'll taste my bat
Get f*cked up like ya shawty dun
When she saw me yuh


[Verse Undead Ronin]
Ain’t nobody left to challenge me for the throne
I'm coming f*ckin up these bustas
Until I am alone
I count to three my vision fades away
Black out till I'm here to stay
Take a tab of acid
Split in two
Y'all just some f*ckin lames
Grim about to knock you down a notch
And leave you shivering
$lim he chain you up and torture you until you until you conscious fades
Sh4rd gon bleed you out until you motherf*ckin pass away
I will resurrect you loop it we about to play a game
b*tch get away
You don't wanna come and play
Roll the dice
Get murked
I'm gonna dig you up a grave
Go back to wherever you had came from b*tch
You ain't got enough skill to be hanging with the team
I'm sick of these hoes
Always thinkin that we bros
Get the f*ck out of my DM’s mane
This sh*t is getting old
I know y’all just some clout fiends
Lookin to get a piece of me
Maybe make some music for you ask me to get that sh*t G
[Verse Grimm]
Dead man walking
Eyes bloody red
Take a swing from the bat
Open up your f*ckin head
You a b*tch
Why you always talking sh*t
Get my name up out your mouth
For i have to settle this
With the blade
To your neck
Open up the f*ckin gash
Seeing red
Thinkin you'll die tonight
Orbit round these b*tches like a satellite
Got a short fuse like some dynamite
If you got a problem
Take it up with my blade
Yeah its grimm b*tch
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