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Death Cult Zombie Lyrics


Genesis Owusu Death Cult Zombie

[Chorus]
Death cult zombie feed on your mind
He say jump, you 'ready falling in line
Death cult zombie, think too hard and you bleed
Come and get me, I won't live on my knees

[Verse 1]
I live here, so why you following me?
Mr. Master Race, but still no GED
Burning in the sun and looking British in the teeth
Big chomper, I-I-I-I-I got your little taste
Kinky little boy, want him to put you in your place
Watch the world burn with a smile on your face
Fear in your flesh, you so scared to be replaced
Think you a future billionaire, but your future's being erased

[Chorus]
Death cult zombie, feed on your mind
He say jump, you 'ready falling in line
Death cult zombie, think too hard and you bleed
Come and get me, I won't

f..ck 'round, find out
You're a zombie now
f..ck 'round, find out
You're a zombie now

[Verse 2]
Ooh-ah-ah-ah-ah, think you down with a sickness
I tiki torch a Klansman while I stare down a witness
Andrew Tate pod while you working your fitness
Still can't figure out why you can't get any women
Me, I been chilling, Uno card dealing
Coulda turned out better if your dad showed you some feeling
Need a hug, you been deprived, beat my chest, I still revive
Need to burn a future so your incel ass can feel alive, you

Death cult zombie, feed on your mind
He say jump, you 'ready falling in line
Death cult zombie, think too hard and you bleed
Come and get me, I won't live on my knees

Death cult, woo
Death cult, woo

f..ck 'round, find out
You're a zombie now
f..ck 'round, find out
You're a zombie now

(Fuck 'round, find out) Home Alone 2, of course I'm seeing the Tory
(You're a zombie now) Leave me, Orange Man, let me enjoy my Macaulay
(Fuck 'round, find out) That hobo look like Jesus but you spit on his wit
(You're a zombie now) You treat your Bible like a weapon, you ain't reading that shit

[Verse 3]
Can't believe we let the whole world get turned by Hank Hill-looking motherfuckers
Bobbies on the block till a Redcorn suffers
Traded white sheets for the blue life colours
Milk of the land been shuttered, pierced dry fruitless udders
Wind still sings my lullas
Hope in the heart still utters, still free Palestine, my brother
'Bout that you won't catch me stutter

Death cult zombie
Death cult zombie
Death cult zombie
You stupid motherfucker, you a
Death cult zombie
Death cult zombie
Death cult zombie
You stupid motherfucker, you a

Death cult zombie
Death cult zombie
Death cult zombie
Big chomper

No culture wars when there's bombing at your feet
It's not left and right (not left and right), it's up and down (just up and down)


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