Die
Ah... Zombies
Yo, in the rear, let me tell you how I feel
Record companies seem to misunderstand the word "deal"
That means something in it, for both parties
Not a big piece for the company and a small one for the artist
I work the hardest, you sit on a chair
On your fat a**, expecting me to share (What?)
My name ain't Cher, yours ain't Sonny
That means no love between us, only relation is money
That don't sound funny, but if that is how you want it
Be consistent and face the consequences
I'll give you yours if you give me mines
But if you give me sh** then I'll step it no time
'Cause I got no time, to waste on BI
If the BI is BS I'll rather chill in a beehive, cuz
Just because I'm an up and coming, hungry MC
Don't mean I'll settle for a "happy-meal record deal"
I'd rather steal, take your whole sh**
You never gave me none so why should we split the profit? (why?)
Why should I listen to your opinion if my sh** is hot or not
When you know nothing 'bout hip hop?
That's why I don't shop my demos
But instead let them shop they record-deal, see if I'm interested
Cause the time's dead, when we stood around
With our a** in our hands, asking for a helping hand
Nowadays we cut off your hand, steal your Rolex
You still don't know the time, judging from the sh** you sign
Yo, kid, rewind (ah, ah)
Listen to the sh** again
Next time you might comprehend the message I send
Independent is not a trend but the only way of life
Cause I'm not really alive if somebody else control my destiny
Making the important choices for me
Then I'm a walking dead - A zombie
Yo, kid, rewind (ah, ah)
Listen to the sh** again
Next time you might comprehend the message I send
Independent is not a trend but the only way of life
Cause I'm not really alive if somebody else control my destiny
Making the important choices for me
Then I'm a walking dead - A zombie
I wish styles under control like the 'Break-crew'
'Cause when we breakthrough
We're not controlled by supervisors like you
Telling you the sh** you got here is not hot
See it's as a bunch of Davids with rocks and slingshots (pow!)
Pointed out Goliath, come on and try us
But they ain't a crew of liars, represent can never buy us
Zombies for hire, occasional hit-makers
Resurrected, expected to collect papers
Wake up, it's your relation (ah, ah) built on loyalty
And what about self-respect and royalties? (What?)
Divious G's, forever independent MC's
As long as the industry is still filled with friend enemies
You got yourself a deal, but good luck
But since the honesty is the best policy - Ha you s**
While me and mines be legendary like swab and Don D
You be a walking dead - A zombie.
Yo, kid, rewind (ah, ah)
Listen to the sh** again
Next time you might comprehend the message I send
Independent is not a trend but the only way of life
Cause I'm not really alive if somebody else control my destiny
Making the important choices for me
Then I'm a walking dead - A zombie
Yo, kid, rewind (ah, ah)
Listen to the sh** again
Next time you might comprehend the message I send
Independent is not a trend but the only way of life
Cause I'm not really alive if somebody else control my destiny
Making the important choices for me
Then I'm a walking dead - A zombie
Yo, MCs are living dead, giving head to majors
But ain't no record company humping me, cause I got flavor
They can't con me into being a zombie
As long as EmBee keeps hooking me with bomb beats
So blow up "the Vampire Snake building"
We building on how to protect the children
From the modern day tyro bagel
To overcome Gods language barrier: two turntables
And a microphone, the forces of darkness in the danger zone
Cause ugh, LoopTroop represent the sun
So when you' nosferatus, we desperados with guns and torpedos
Blowing up blood s**ing (ah) mosquitoes and reload
To k** super egos and libidos
Not a question of "if", It's a question of "when"
You and your punk friends ain't no longer a trend
You get dropped like Jim from your bullsh** label
Now you're at home, watching bullsh** cable
At your bullsh** table with your remote control
Wishing that you would have had at least remotely creative control
Of your product before you cremated your soul
Got packed like corned beef, marketed and sold (whoa)
Listen to the sh** again
Next time you might comprehend the message I send
Independent is not a trend but the only way of life
Cause I'm not really alive if somebody else control my destiny
Making the important choices for me
Then I'm a walking dead - A zombie
Yo, kid, rewind (ah, ah)
Listen to the sh** again
Next time you might comprehend the message I send
Independent is not a trend but the only way of life
Cause I'm not really alive if somebody else control my destiny
Making the important choices for me
Then I'm a walking dead - A zombie
Whoa, whoa, a zombie