Charles Hamilton - Zombiefunk lyrics
[Charles Hamilton - Zombiefunk lyrics]
Faded off my ass
Talking to the glass look at shorty
Walking pass with that ass
I just want to pay attention not even
Worry about passing my class you see
Life is a test and the club is high school
Just like the industry show me love because
I do all the things that my enemies wish
To see within them i mind my
Business but they'd like to be like
Me like I'm Spike Lee or
They'd like to like me I
Don't roll that way what
Are y'all gay? Please stay away while a
Nigga just play you hear the sample? There is
None in it! Just isn't this track
So sit back and relax with the fact
That I'm jamming hamilton on his composition
Stanza shit
I can see you waiting
Waiting 'til I'm zombie faded
You've got me faded, you've got me faded
I treat my wrist like it's the face
Of a hater spitting in the face
Of a hater face full of craters that's
Why I stay away from the
Limelight even though I'm nice i'm the gothic
Drake you gotta stay awake when
Listening to me especially when I'm spitting
These frees i'm the bee's knees
Mind your business when
I'm spitting I'm the shiznit
Gotta love the rhythm, i'm such a composer
Love it until it's over such
Is when you're sober oh
What you said about me? Your
Head is crowded, B, with thoughts of another
Nigga you gotta love the nigga, even
Though he's some sucker nigga you paid
For it - What is he
YG? Please stay behind me when I do my thing
I can see you waiting
Waiting 'til I'm zombie faded
You've got me faded, you've got me faded
I got Control like Kendrick with a
Sentence my sidekick says I'm demented
My psychiatrist likes this shit she
Likes to vibe with it
She's on my dick sorry
Miss, just give me my prescription or just
Listen when a nigga spitting i'm out
The psych ward, I'm in the mic
Booth so I do my thing, word to my
Tooth being loose from the nastiness
That I spit from
Behind this shit my tongue is like minuses
A minus sign behind your mind when
I rhyme like this think
About it, if my tongue was tracks
What you want back? That old flavor! So
I got no neighbors, I'm so hot
And I don't got no haters, so don't plot
I can see you waiting
Waiting 'til I'm zombie faded
You've got me faded, you've got me faded
Talking to the glass look at shorty
Walking pass with that ass
I just want to pay attention not even
Worry about passing my class you see
Life is a test and the club is high school
Just like the industry show me love because
I do all the things that my enemies wish
To see within them i mind my
Business but they'd like to be like
Me like I'm Spike Lee or
They'd like to like me I
Don't roll that way what
Are y'all gay? Please stay away while a
Nigga just play you hear the sample? There is
None in it! Just isn't this track
So sit back and relax with the fact
That I'm jamming hamilton on his composition
Stanza shit
I can see you waiting
Waiting 'til I'm zombie faded
You've got me faded, you've got me faded
I treat my wrist like it's the face
Of a hater spitting in the face
Of a hater face full of craters that's
Why I stay away from the
Limelight even though I'm nice i'm the gothic
Drake you gotta stay awake when
Listening to me especially when I'm spitting
These frees i'm the bee's knees
Mind your business when
I'm spitting I'm the shiznit
Gotta love the rhythm, i'm such a composer
Love it until it's over such
Is when you're sober oh
What you said about me? Your
Head is crowded, B, with thoughts of another
Nigga you gotta love the nigga, even
Though he's some sucker nigga you paid
For it - What is he
YG? Please stay behind me when I do my thing
I can see you waiting
Waiting 'til I'm zombie faded
You've got me faded, you've got me faded
I got Control like Kendrick with a
Sentence my sidekick says I'm demented
My psychiatrist likes this shit she
Likes to vibe with it
She's on my dick sorry
Miss, just give me my prescription or just
Listen when a nigga spitting i'm out
The psych ward, I'm in the mic
Booth so I do my thing, word to my
Tooth being loose from the nastiness
That I spit from
Behind this shit my tongue is like minuses
A minus sign behind your mind when
I rhyme like this think
About it, if my tongue was tracks
What you want back? That old flavor! So
I got no neighbors, I'm so hot
And I don't got no haters, so don't plot
I can see you waiting
Waiting 'til I'm zombie faded
You've got me faded, you've got me faded