Fed to his pet zombie, ted!
Kick back and know yo son set
Dick left her dead like a zombie
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed
Like a zombie with a pedigree, the thoroughbred dead
See money talk and these days
Overseas or outer space
My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/
Left brain, super 3, creator ace
Cause its a zombie apocalypse.
Half my peers, they're stretched for years
Yeah, see, breaking up is hard
Plenty of space to park
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