Zck

[Intro: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Yo we started reppin' Zombiez way before it was cool
Now we got to take you bitin' motherfuckers to school
Way before the bath salts, way before The Walking Dead
IB was in this bitch screamin' Gimme gimme head!

[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Yellin' Where my Zombiez at? to the top of our lungs
That was back in '07, now you bitches lookin' dumb
I oughta rip out your tongue and fuckin' throw it in the gutter
For being a thievin' dirty rat bastard motherfucker
We the Zombie Cult Kingz, wicked shit's what we bring
Stabbin' bitches in the back while they suckin' ding-a-lings
R-U-T-H-L-E-Double S and 2-Face
Stay drunk and fuckin' high by the cemetery gates
Never fake, you better fuckin' ask somebody
Before I get the ax and leave your ass all bloody
These pussy-ass labels too scared to sign IB
I'm dead to the world, therefore I'm a zombie (Bitch!)

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
We the Isolated Beingz! Zombie Cult Kingz!
Underground phenomenons! To all the wicked shit we bring
East Coast killers! Wicked shit Gs!
Baltimore! Horrorcore! We do this shit with ease

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
ZCK! IB, motherfucker!
ZCK! IB, IB!
ZCK! IB, motherfucker!
ZCK! IB, IB!

[Verse 2: 2-Face]
When I speak, yeah, motherfuckers listen
I got an appetite like I just got out of prison
Isolated Beingz, call us Merle and Daryl Dixon
I be munching on a brain from a bloody, slutty vixen
Bodies twitchin'! I'm on a mission to raise the dead
Best be wishin'! Because the apocalypse is up ahead
My teeth are stitched in and I got you by the neck
I keep it fuckin' wicked and I'll never show regret
This is Zombieland but we ain't searchin' for Twinkies
We takin' over from Baltimore to Helsinki
I drink blood from a cup with my pinky up
Real American psycho, don't even ask me what's up
I'm a fuckin' nut with the blood on my face
Don't fuck with us unless you want your bitch to get raped
I'm a fuckin' disgrace, I'm leavin' heroes to waste
I got your family hacked up in my crate 'cause you wanted to hate

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
We the Isolated Beingz! Zombie Cult Kingz!
Underground phenomenons! To all the wicked shit we bring
East Coast killers! Wicked shit Gs!
Baltimore! Horrorcore! We do this shit with ease

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
ZCK! IB, motherfucker!
ZCK! IB, IB!
ZCK! IB, motherfucker!
ZCK! IB, IB!

[Verse 3: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
I just fuckin' watched The Return Of The Living Dead
Now I'm in this bitch eatin' raw meat and bread
You heard what I said, we the Kingz of this zombie shit
I'll break into your house just to suck on your mommy's dick
Bath salts bloodbath, I'ma fuckin' eat that ass
This is Zombie Cult Kingz, welcome to your aftermath
Do the Monster Mash, we smoke that monster hash
Weed so good it'll even make a zombie laugh
'Cause you's a pickle dick, little punk-ass bitch
I'm a Zombie 'til I die and I'll never fuckin' switch
I don't know where I'm goin but I know where I've been
Dragged through Hell and fuckin' back again
Thirty weeks later and we still reppin' wicked shit
You can't keep us out 'cause we're never gonna quit
I keep it dark like The Sith rappin' with slit wrists
This is Dawn of The Dead, yeah, Season of The Sick (Bitch!)

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
We the Isolated Beingz! Zombie Cult Kingz!
Underground phenomenons! To all the wicked shit we bring
East Coast killers! Wicked shit Gs!
Baltimore! Horrorcore! We do this shit with ease

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
ZCK! IB, motherfucker!
ZCK! IB, IB!
ZCK! IB, motherfucker!
ZCK! IB, IB!