[Verse 1]
The zombies ate my neighbors
I don't give a fuck, tough luck, man fuck my neighbors
Go save yourself, I have paid respect
As I wrecked, and I pissed on the place where they're laid to rest
I cried as I ate their flesh
I only had one eighth, I gave away the rest
To the babies in Africa
Then I gathered the masses and mastered a massacre
Mike Ill the assassin
With the passion of christ in a christless fashion
A slasher killer in a mask, swinging his axe
Here's Michael! The villian is back
All work no play makes Mike the best
I rest my case, my brain's possessed
I'd say that my reign is next
You best be impressed cause history says
[Hook x2]
Don't mess with weird kids
We will strike in the night when you're feeling fearless
We are not a joke
There are more of us than anybody knows
[Verse 2]
Fuck gangster-, this is psycho rap
Everybody yell "oh shit Michael's back!"
With an axe, I'mma guide the city
And fuck your face if you ain't fighting with me
Fight for the right to be late to school
Fuck who? Fuck everyone who makes the rules
Matter of fact, fuck a motherfucking rapist too
My t-shirt says "What would Satan do?"
I am patient, are you a patient too?
Cause if you are like me then I could play with you
We could sit in the grass handcrafting masks
Scare passing people with our evil laughs
You don't even need to ask
Get a couple dufflebags and we're ready to go
I flow like I'm the blood from a slit throat
If my style has a name then it's got to be "Skitzo"
This is a warning and it goes
[Hook x2]
[Outro x2]
I see a lot of zombies (Die!)
And I see wannabes who want to be defined
By the deeds of an evil mind
When they ain't got what it takes to even believe their lie
We need a redesign
We need a leader who is free from the feet of time
We need a beast from hell
Who can feast on the people who sleep to well
The zombies ate my neighbors
I don't give a fuck, tough luck, man fuck my neighbors
Go save yourself, I have paid respect
As I wrecked, and I pissed on the place where they're laid to rest
I cried as I ate their flesh
I only had one eighth, I gave away the rest
To the babies in Africa
Then I gathered the masses and mastered a massacre
Mike Ill the assassin
With the passion of christ in a christless fashion
A slasher killer in a mask, swinging his axe
Here's Michael! The villian is back
All work no play makes Mike the best
I rest my case, my brain's possessed
I'd say that my reign is next
You best be impressed cause history says
[Hook x2]
Don't mess with weird kids
We will strike in the night when you're feeling fearless
We are not a joke
There are more of us than anybody knows
[Verse 2]
Fuck gangster-, this is psycho rap
Everybody yell "oh shit Michael's back!"
With an axe, I'mma guide the city
And fuck your face if you ain't fighting with me
Fight for the right to be late to school
Fuck who? Fuck everyone who makes the rules
Matter of fact, fuck a motherfucking rapist too
My t-shirt says "What would Satan do?"
I am patient, are you a patient too?
Cause if you are like me then I could play with you
We could sit in the grass handcrafting masks
Scare passing people with our evil laughs
You don't even need to ask
Get a couple dufflebags and we're ready to go
I flow like I'm the blood from a slit throat
If my style has a name then it's got to be "Skitzo"
This is a warning and it goes
[Hook x2]
[Outro x2]
I see a lot of zombies (Die!)
And I see wannabes who want to be defined
By the deeds of an evil mind
When they ain't got what it takes to even believe their lie
We need a redesign
We need a leader who is free from the feet of time
We need a beast from hell
Who can feast on the people who sleep to well
( Michael Sloth )
www.ChordsAZ.com