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Nick, thats my name
The game that I play
Is trickin out my opponents
In the poker domain
And even when the chips are low
Ill whip out a good hand
Ill straight royal flush zombies
Right outta this land
Watch me kill zombies
Defend my friends from jockeys
Bullet straight to the face
Now he wont feel so hoppy
These things dont got me
Im really strong and
I just go on droppin bombs
Like a true conman

People call me Ellis
And dont wear it out
And if a zombie got an attitude
Ill scare it out, fool
A local from Savannah
A mechanic who can handle
Any kind of pandemic
Blow it out like a candle
Im a real man,
And I endure what I can
Now watch a charger pick me up
And now Im like GOD DAMN
But Ima get back up
And ruin zombies wishes
I follow my own rules
Kill all sons a bitches

Im known as Rochelle
A reporter on local news
This viral outbreak it seemed
Could make my dreams come true
But gettin caught in the hot spot
Where zombies were wrought
Its not time to die,
Its time that zombies get shot
I can sneak around quiet
Zombies better not try it
The spitter can be bitter
But Im not on her diet
I wont die, and Ill be there
When my team is fallin
See Im rockin this apocalypse
This shit is ballin

Coach is what Im known as,
Zombies call me sir
Physical Education
Is what I prefer
See Im an ex-linebacker
So my legs can carry me
Ive gained a couple more pounds
But I got muscle memory
I get close and personal,
This a fun night
Unloadin shotgun shells
And lettin the blood fly
The butt of my gun is what
I give the zombies to choke on
And with the chainsaw,
Ill give the smoker something to smoke on

Hang tight like a team
In this bad dream
If we dont stick together
Well be zombie whipped cream

We may be different
But we fight like one
The undead can run
To our guns but well shoot em done

They go from one
Hundred to none
Because killin off zombies
Is so much freakin fun

Im on top of the game
Im stainin em red
I know this time
We wont be left 4 dead"

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