CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I fantasize and glamorize the idea of zombies poppin out the ground and runnin round
• Most would get dramatic and panic, that, or wreak havoc and vandalize,
• but I would sit n watch zombies antagonize, and tantalize
• While they metabolize their meal after their victims last squeal.
• I grip my steering wheel tighter, this rides going to be an overnighter.
• Swerving through crowds of biters, as they swarm the street like spiders.
• Driving till I'm out of gas, meet up with Pacheco, my new amigo, Sargent First Class.
• Two man unit, movement so stealthy, we surprise this girl, Chelsey.
• Badly beaten, about to be eaten, holed up in an alley, refer to that as death valley.
• We lend a hand, covering what was dry land in zombie blood, resembling a red flood.
• Looks like we acquired a new bud. We push on, draggin through the mud.
• City looks like a war zone, roads littered with human bone, stone walls with holes blown in em.
• Aiming for the brain stem will condemn them straight to hell and dispel these soulless creatures.
• Preforming the procedure of the reaper upon these creepers. This is madness
• This world holds nothing but sadness.
• I wanna go back, before every attack, before the sun went pitch black,
• Can't find a snack, living in a run down shack, I'm going to hit the sack.
• Dream of better days, before the world was set ablaze.
• Sit and ponder, why I ever wished for such a monster to roam the land
• It got out of hand, because humans are no longer in command.