Jakprogresso - Icon Zombie lyrics
[Jakprogresso - Icon Zombie lyrics]
On the emerge of a Stone Age isolation
It was livin' proof that creatures could
Live among us without our knowledge
Yo, first Perc spanked, no waves surf dead
Used to roll with coke fiends
Off the curb's edge, dirt pledged
My click
Always have scales on 'em like Merman
My vision the whole Earth in my palm
And crush it like a bird egg
No backpack amidst the pipe bomb on me
Icon Zombies, drip in the Krylon sloppy
I sense fate look and high on Mollies
Pig's head lined in Holly, fans rife a bally
Goofy nah, you off a roofie
You gave yourself a float
Like, a colonial ghost, out a basement well
The cake up shelf no tossed to a rapper
I smell make-up milk, snort the powder
That take up shelves (Ohh)
Good guy turn villain shroom growers
My closet look like a Smurf village
Premeditate (premeditate) , put on gloves to this
Elvis dead, I slump yo' shit, cut the Syd
When I scene deep
That's where my eyes are black sunken in
Holdin' the toad suckin' out
Venom from it's skin (Wow)
I stay rip block teared
Just 'cause I'm not after you
Doesn't mean they're not there
I caught a poor dose
Swervin' on the mic like
Hasselhoff at award shows
Every EP I made is the Devil's
Workshop as far as bored goes
It was livin' proof that creatures could
Live among us without our knowledge
Yo, first Perc spanked, no waves surf dead
Used to roll with coke fiends
Off the curb's edge, dirt pledged
My click
Always have scales on 'em like Merman
My vision the whole Earth in my palm
And crush it like a bird egg
No backpack amidst the pipe bomb on me
Icon Zombies, drip in the Krylon sloppy
I sense fate look and high on Mollies
Pig's head lined in Holly, fans rife a bally
Goofy nah, you off a roofie
You gave yourself a float
Like, a colonial ghost, out a basement well
The cake up shelf no tossed to a rapper
I smell make-up milk, snort the powder
That take up shelves (Ohh)
Good guy turn villain shroom growers
My closet look like a Smurf village
Premeditate (premeditate) , put on gloves to this
Elvis dead, I slump yo' shit, cut the Syd
When I scene deep
That's where my eyes are black sunken in
Holdin' the toad suckin' out
Venom from it's skin (Wow)
I stay rip block teared
Just 'cause I'm not after you
Doesn't mean they're not there
I caught a poor dose
Swervin' on the mic like
Hasselhoff at award shows
Every EP I made is the Devil's
Workshop as far as bored goes