Sex, Drugz & Wicked Shit

[Verse 1: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
Hey baby! I got a pocket full of rubbers
I'm sayin' let's fuck, we don't have to be lovers
Mommy lookin' good like a Playboy cover
Layin' in a pool of sweat with my significant other
This track will get you wet like some PCP
It's double penetration with the IB
Uncle Roof and 2-Face, the Isolated Beingz
And we gettin' more head than a fuckin' guillotine
When it comes to the hoes you know I gets down
Beatin' bitches up like my name Chris Brown
I'm the master of the pimp slap, ask around
If you think I'm bullshittin', bitch, check my background
You've passed out 'cause I gave you a roofie
The next thing you know, my ding-a-ling's in your booty
Your baby daddy talkin' 'bout he gonna shoot me
It ain't my fault your bitch's ass was juicy

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Die bitch! You can't fuck with this so don't try bitch
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Fuck you! Cop this shit, bitch, you know you really want to
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Bloody murder! We spit that shit like you never even heard of
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Zombiez got my back so you know you can't stop me

[Verse 2: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Yo, I smoke a lot of shit 'cause I don't like life
So show me a blunt and yo, I won't think twice
For some weed, I'll give your fuckin' neck a slice
What you got, homeboy? It don't matter the price
And I'ma tell you like this, you better not burn me
'Cause I'ma leave your funky ass in a gurney
Let me take your mind on a fucked-up journey
I roll with the dead like a stoned Weekend at Bernie's
I'm back up in the lab like Shifty in rehab
Catch me on the rooftop smokin' a big bag
Pull out the zigzag, bring out the Honey Dutch
I don't give a fuck, throw your middle fingers up
Everyone get fucked up, pour some Jäger in a cup
Shake it up like what bitch? Take it in the butt
Sleeping pills and vodka, mix it for the pleasure
When I go out, I'm goin' out like Heath Ledger, motherfucker

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Die bitch! You can't fuck with this so don't try bitch
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Fuck you! Cop this shit, bitch, you know you really want to
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Bloody murder! We spit that shit like you never even heard of
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Zombiez got my back so you know you can't stop me

[Verse 3: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
Skull and bones, hellfire and brimstone
I am the wicked shit, yo, I go where the dead roam
I'm in the demon zone, nobody survives
No one can make it out alive even if you try
Still reppin' Zombiez, still rep the underground
Still rockin' microphones with our wicked sound
Still hittin' bongs like Michael Phelps
And when the album drops we'll go ahead and kill ourselves
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
But I fuck with wicked shit and that's the way that it is
I handle my business on a regular basis
I'm always in court fightin' bullshit cases
Cannibalism, necrophilia, terrorism
I get the axe and smash you like Demolition
Black magic, I'm a killer automatic
Cockroach, street rats, pitbulls, maggots

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob & Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Die bitch! You can't fuck with this so don't try bitch
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Fuck you! Cop this shit, bitch, you know you really want to
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Bloody murder! We spit that shit like you never even heard of
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Zombiez got my back so you know you can't stop me
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Die bitch! You can't fuck with this so don't try bitch
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Fuck you! Cop this shit, bitch, you know you really want to
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Bloody murder! We spit that shit like you never even heard of
Sex, drugs, wicked shit!
Zombiez got my back so you know you can't stop me