Jus Daze - Zombie Lyrics
With their tanks and their bombs,And their bombs and their guns,In your head, in your head,They are crying.In your head, in your head,Zombie, Zombie, Zombie.What's in your head, in your head?Zombie, Zombie, Zombie.Yo, feel a corrupt nation with zombies, not my choice.It's just the media drowns us with the wrong voice.But as a man, we stand in, and gotta keep voiceHow a war being fought without no noise?We loose our voice and innocent people will get the rap kickNo choice to be drafted, the government nastyAnd look how long it lasted, 'cause they trenched the truthThey turn it into something new, like elasticAt last it's time to change our music, and if we pay our duesAnd drown up loose ends, fed by spoons, the easy listeners,Give faith to institutionalized prisoners.West society's forbidden us to think they'll mix with usRoll with the other, they'll try to get rid of us!No other jail cells are shooting in war,'cause I pay for crimes they committed beforeThey train us to think everything we preach is trueI say it everywhere, into everyone's faceAll that's left is you, walk around like a zombie'till your brain is bit and you walk out in nothing but your bodyWith their tanks and their bombs,And their bombs and their guns,In your head, in your head,They are crying.In your head, in your head,Zombie, Zombie, Zombie.What's in your head, in your head?Zombie, Zombie, Zombie.I can see the newspaper, the latest news got me confusedFeeling abused, the truth for those who choose to do what they could do.This circumstance, it's like the brotherhood amonghst madness,No one hears. Advance into a level where the preacher is the devilTo help us settle a beef, acquiring constructed metalThat emits a bullet, while soldiers behind him are forced to pull itWe're loosing the population, so the world, who's left to rule it?I stood out, but never stood up to get out of lineJust standing on my own, label me my own kindI couldn't't follow their way, so my own way I findTo rock in their face, it's my mountain I climbOn the top of the music, on the latest and newestThe news is how they won't pursuit to hang a swing with a nooseThis ain't nothing new, ain't nothing but new sense,So as you central news, they central the news inIt's proven, it gets worse before it gets betterSo, when it ring, of course, of course it rings redder.You're not a corpse, you're the core of the world, so think better.With their tanks and their bombs,And their bombs and their guns,In your head, in your head,They are crying.In your head, in your head,Zombie, Zombie, Zombie.What's in your head, in your head?Zombie, Zombie, Zombie.
