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Dead Rising
Here they come
Dead Rising
Time to grab the guns
Dead Rising, I ain't no bitch
I'll survive the apocolype

Waking up quick, whats in my town
A crowd of people making chewing sounds
Chomping on fingers, heads, and feet,
Yo its time to go, cause that's a zombie
But first I need to grab some supplies
A gun, grenades, batteries, and flashlights
A first aid kit, and my Rambo knife,
an M-16, Ammo, and Zip ties
The bodies are rising up from the Dead,
I grab the shotgun under my bed,
Mom walks up, and I shoot her in the head
Everybody's gone, they left me for dead
Keep you in the sights and I'm making you bleed,
Chainsaw on my bike, mow you down at full speed
Light your ass up and watch you cook
My zombie Killing skills are off the hook

Shooting at zombies can be so much fun,
I'm a man on a mission double fisting 2 guns
That hot zombie chick, I think I used to know her
Until she got a facefull of my flame thrower
Driving that car smashing mad amounts,
Of undead zombies, rocking body counts
Eat some food to keep my energy,
Some phyco motherfucker always chasing me
Move in quick no time to pause,
Slap chop your face with my wolverine claws
Run and blast, decaptitate your dome,
Or leave you twitchin, cleave meat from bone
Act like a clown, always wearing a hat
Home Run always, swinging a bat
Put on a suit that makes me laugh,
And a mask, on my grill making you go splat

Need to double wrap my wang right quick
If I plan to get down with some zombie chicks
But you need penicillian, for that infection,
No undead slobber on my erection
Correction it's a bad idea,
To hook up with you getting zombie gonorreah
Making milk shakes out of brains and marrow
Dawn of the dead like George Ramero
Its out of control, I've got to kill them all
Kneecaping you fools, staight watching you fall
The situation here is getting sticky,
Trying to bite my neck, and give me hicki,
But I ain't down with that, not by a damn sight
I ain't no appetizer you ain't taking a bite
I'll blast your brains right through your lips,
I'll survive the apocolypse.

To the left and right I evade and swerve
Trying to take my out, that is absurd
To the front and the back, I duck and weave
Leave your busted ass teeth, by the ground at your feet,
Butchering bodies like they were cattle,
Wait hold on you want a Zombie Rap Battle?
Ha ha ha, give it a shot,
Here's the mic, show me what you got
Mnang dkdjieur dkdjf bood,
Try it again can't understand you,
Slkdklsj slkdjjsdf ljskjf blips,
Need to brush your teeth, your breath smells like shit
Assldkjdfoiiosdfoisdf perms
Need to check that scalp, its growing worms
Sorry son you just got dissed,
I'll survive the apocalypse