Lirik Lagu Zombies - Looptroop
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Samples: Die! Ah... Zombies!
Scratch: "Bring all your zombies, I'll re-bury em"(From High and Mighty's "Open mic night")
[Promoe]Yo, on the rear, let me tell you how I feelRecordcompanies seems to misunderstand the word 'deal'That means something in it, for both partiesNot a big piece for the company, and a small one for the artistI work the hardest, you sit on a chairOn ya fat ass, expecting me to share (What?!)My name ain't Cher, yours ain't SonnyThat means; no love between us, only relation is moneyThat don't sound funny, but if that is how you want itBe consistent, and face the consecvensesI'll give you yours, if you give me minesBut if you give me shit, then I'll step in no timeCause I got no time, to waste on BIIf the BI's BS I'll rather chill in the beehive, cuzJust because I'm an up and coming, hungry MCDon't mean I'll settle for a "happymeal-recorddeal"I'd rather steal, take your whole shitYou never gave me nothing, so why should we split the profit? (why?)Why should I listen to your opinion if my shit is hot or not,When you know nothing 'bout Hip Hop?That's why I don't shop my demosBut instead I let them shop their record-deal, see if I'm interestedCause the time's dead, when we stood aroundWith the hands in our hands, asking for a helping handNowadays we cut off your hand, steal your Rolex,You still don't know the time, judging from the shit you signed
(Chorus 2x):Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might comprehending the message I sentIndependent is not a trend,But the only way of lifeCause I'm not really aliveIf somebody else control my destiny,Making the important choices for meThen I'm a walking dead -A Zombie.
[Cos.m.i.c]yo, I wish styles under control like the 'Break-crew'Cause when we breakthroughWhen I control my supervises like youTelling you the shit you got here, is not hotSee it's as a bunch of Davids, with rocks and slingshots (pow!)Pointed out Goliath, come on and try usBut they ain't a crew of lions, represent can never buy usZombies for hire, occasional hit-makersResurrect to the expect to collect papersWake up, it's your relation (ah, ah) built on loyaltyAnd what about self-respect and royalties? (What?)
DVSG's, forever independent MC'sAs long as the industry is still filled with friend enemiesYou got yourself deal, but good luckBut since the honesty is the best policy, -Ha you suck!While me and mines be legendary like swob and Don DYou be a walking dead -A Zombie.
(Chorus 2x):Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might cropping in the message I sentIndependent is not a dream,But the only way of lifeCause I'm not really aliveIf somebody else control my destiny,Making the important choices for meThen I'm a walking dead -A Zombie.
Scratch:"Bring all your zombies, I'll re-bury em"(From High and Mighty's "Open mic night")
[Promoe]Yo, MCs are living dead, giving head to majorsBut ain't no recordcompany humping me, cause I got flavorThey can't calm me, into being a zombieAs long as EmBee keeps hooking me with bomb beatsSo blow up "the Vampire Snake building"We building, on how to protect the childrenFrom the modern day tyro bagelTo overcome Gods language buried a 'two-turntables'And a microphone, the forces of he darkness in the danger zoneCause ugh, LoopTroop represent the sonsSo when you nosferatos, we desperados with guns, and torpedosBlowing up blood sucking (ah) mosquitoes, and reloadTo kill super eagles and libidosNot a question of 'if', It's a question of 'when'You and your punk friends, ain't no longer a trendYou get dropped like Jim, from your bullshit labelNow you're at home, watching bullshit cableAt your bullshit table, with your remote controlWishing that you would have had at least remotely created controlOf your product, before you cremated your soulGot packed like corned beef, marked it in and sold (whoa)
(Chorus 2x):Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might cropping in the message I sentIndependent is not a dream,But the only way of lifeCause I'm not really aliveIf somebody else control my destiny,Making the important choices for meThen I'm a walking dead -A Zombie.
Whoa, whoa, a zombie
Scratch: "Bring all your zombies, I'll re-bury em"(From High and Mighty's "Open mic night")
[Promoe]Yo, on the rear, let me tell you how I feelRecordcompanies seems to misunderstand the word 'deal'That means something in it, for both partiesNot a big piece for the company, and a small one for the artistI work the hardest, you sit on a chairOn ya fat ass, expecting me to share (What?!)My name ain't Cher, yours ain't SonnyThat means; no love between us, only relation is moneyThat don't sound funny, but if that is how you want itBe consistent, and face the consecvensesI'll give you yours, if you give me minesBut if you give me shit, then I'll step in no timeCause I got no time, to waste on BIIf the BI's BS I'll rather chill in the beehive, cuzJust because I'm an up and coming, hungry MCDon't mean I'll settle for a "happymeal-recorddeal"I'd rather steal, take your whole shitYou never gave me nothing, so why should we split the profit? (why?)Why should I listen to your opinion if my shit is hot or not,When you know nothing 'bout Hip Hop?That's why I don't shop my demosBut instead I let them shop their record-deal, see if I'm interestedCause the time's dead, when we stood aroundWith the hands in our hands, asking for a helping handNowadays we cut off your hand, steal your Rolex,You still don't know the time, judging from the shit you signed
(Chorus 2x):Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might comprehending the message I sentIndependent is not a trend,But the only way of lifeCause I'm not really aliveIf somebody else control my destiny,Making the important choices for meThen I'm a walking dead -A Zombie.
[Cos.m.i.c]yo, I wish styles under control like the 'Break-crew'Cause when we breakthroughWhen I control my supervises like youTelling you the shit you got here, is not hotSee it's as a bunch of Davids, with rocks and slingshots (pow!)Pointed out Goliath, come on and try usBut they ain't a crew of lions, represent can never buy usZombies for hire, occasional hit-makersResurrect to the expect to collect papersWake up, it's your relation (ah, ah) built on loyaltyAnd what about self-respect and royalties? (What?)
DVSG's, forever independent MC'sAs long as the industry is still filled with friend enemiesYou got yourself deal, but good luckBut since the honesty is the best policy, -Ha you suck!While me and mines be legendary like swob and Don DYou be a walking dead -A Zombie.
(Chorus 2x):Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might cropping in the message I sentIndependent is not a dream,But the only way of lifeCause I'm not really aliveIf somebody else control my destiny,Making the important choices for meThen I'm a walking dead -A Zombie.
Scratch:"Bring all your zombies, I'll re-bury em"(From High and Mighty's "Open mic night")
[Promoe]Yo, MCs are living dead, giving head to majorsBut ain't no recordcompany humping me, cause I got flavorThey can't calm me, into being a zombieAs long as EmBee keeps hooking me with bomb beatsSo blow up "the Vampire Snake building"We building, on how to protect the childrenFrom the modern day tyro bagelTo overcome Gods language buried a 'two-turntables'And a microphone, the forces of he darkness in the danger zoneCause ugh, LoopTroop represent the sonsSo when you nosferatos, we desperados with guns, and torpedosBlowing up blood sucking (ah) mosquitoes, and reloadTo kill super eagles and libidosNot a question of 'if', It's a question of 'when'You and your punk friends, ain't no longer a trendYou get dropped like Jim, from your bullshit labelNow you're at home, watching bullshit cableAt your bullshit table, with your remote controlWishing that you would have had at least remotely created controlOf your product, before you cremated your soulGot packed like corned beef, marked it in and sold (whoa)
(Chorus 2x):Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might cropping in the message I sentIndependent is not a dream,But the only way of lifeCause I'm not really aliveIf somebody else control my destiny,Making the important choices for meThen I'm a walking dead -A Zombie.
Whoa, whoa, a zombie
