Looptroop - Zombies Lyrics
Die!Ah... Zombies![DJ EmBee scratching in the background]Verse 1:Yo in the rear, let me tell you how I feelRecord companies seem 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 consequencesI'll give you yours, if you give me minesBut if you give me shit, then I'll step it no timeCause I got no time, to waste on BIIf the BI is 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 "happy-meal record deal"I'd rather steal, take your whole shitYou never gave me none 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 let them shop they record-deal, see if I'm interestedCause the time's dead, when we stood aroundWith our ass 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 signRefrain 2x:Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might comprehend in the message I sendIndependent 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 (yo) -A Zombie.Verse 2:I whisch (?) styles that I control like the 'Break-crew'Cause when we breakthroughWe're not controlled 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 liars, represent can never buy usZombies for hire, occasional hit-makersResurrected; expected to collect papersWake up, it's your relation (ah, ah) built on loyaltyAnd what about self-respect and royalties? (What?)Divious G's, forever independent MC'sAs long as the industry is still filled with friend enemiesYou got yourself a deal, but good luckBut since the honesty is the best policy, -Ha you suck!While me and mines be legendary like swab and Don DYou be a walking dead -A Zombie.Refrain 2x:Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might comprehend the message I sendIndependent 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.[DJ EmBee scratching in the background]Verse 3:Yo, MCs are living dead, giving head to majorsBut ain't no record company humping me, cause I got flavorThey can't con 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 barrier: two turntables......and a microphone, the forces of he darkness in the danger zoneCause ugh, LoopTroop represent the sunSo when you' nosferatus, we desperados with guns, and torpedosBlowing up blood sucking (ah) mosquitoes, and reloadTo kill super egos 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 creative controlOf your product, before you cremated your soulGot packed like corned beef, marked it in and sold (whoa)Refrain 2x:Yo kid, rewind (ah, ah)Listen to the shit againNext time you might comprehend the message I sendIndependent 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.Whoa, whoa, a zombie[DJ EmBee scratching in the background