ZOMBIE KILLAH!!

These lines they flow, the undead they know
That no one gonna let them bitches live, specially cool Joe
Cause now it’s time to show, how to kill’em hos!
Don’t do it slow, jus one final blow
Take the blade from the mow, just like sling blade bro
Droppin’ heads to the flo, just like that, there ya go
Some of em are funny, like curly, larry, and moe
Other are scary and chase yo ass like Cujo!

I get all the undead
And chop chop chop dem bitches’ head
Not here for lame ass bloodsuckas
Just rhymin’ bout zombies, muthafuckas

Do not run away, pull da trigga on ya uzi and spray spray spray
No time to delay, pull da hamma on ya saw’d off and spray spray spray
Don’t smell the decay, bust some caps in dem fuckas everyday day day

Some bitches tryin’ to get they rap game restarted
But they rhymes be crazy fuckin’ we todd did
Me I’m just rappin’ for the not so dearly departed
Got mad rhymes, now all I need is to get recorded
I get the zombie, and like Elian they get deported

That’s right I’m a Zombie Killa!
Not those fools in MJ’s Thrilla
Them bitches hard to find, only one in a milla
In this game the sword be mightier than a quilla
I just keep on cuttin’ till I get my filla
And I’ll jus keep on rappin’ til I a platinum sella

(Rough form rap, could definetly use some work and more words, but just add a “yeah, uh-huh yeah” intro and you’re set)