zombie
[A.B.A.] - Analog Blasters Army Lyrics


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Say you fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
I'm flying, I'm trying
To keep my self in line with
My destiny, the recipe
To make the Gs is my shit
You tryna steal my blueprint
Get inside my head
I'm playing possum with them
Let them think I'm dead
Get the bread, get the dough
What I do is on the low
Micheal Myers with the flow
Better pay me what you owe
Through the back door
Or threw the front
Bitch I'm bout to cash out
I ain't taking fronts
You know I gotta stunt
I be lacing up my son
If it's bout that money
Then I'm putting out the blunt
Gotta go and get it
No excuses I keep moving
Alarm clock ringing
I ain't really tryna snooze it
Never lose it
I'm holding on tight
Stuck doing wrong
Trying to correct my rights
Out of sight out of mind
Bitch you gone see me
Your bitch tryna fuck me
Your nigga tryna be me
Im making it look easy
3 wishes I'm a genie
My mind is like a prison
And my soul is trying to leave me
I make it look easy,
3 wishes I'm a genie
My mind is like a prison
And my soul is trying to leave me
Believe me cause
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
I'm already dead
You can't kill a zombie
Baby got that murder ink
Body like Ashanti
She said she want that real
These niggas fake as fuck
Well I'm the cure, I got that pure
That's why they getting cut
They say I'm out my mind
I'm out of luck, I'm out of fucks
Couple shots rung out
And I ain't even duck
Got a loaded gage now
When you see me stay down
You know how long I stayed down?
Think I deserve my pay now
I'm coming for mine, better load up the
Clip before you run out of time
I load up the safe, gotta count up the cake
Then it's back to the grind
Back to the bullshit like what am I doing
Im losing my mind
Im Stacking a million, I'm one and million
That's one of a kind
If I ain't down I'm in the sky
Bitch you better look up
My plug raised his prices
And it's still a hook up
Bullets back to back
Like a verse from Jadakiss and Styles
You flirt with death
But can't afford for it to take you out
Damn zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
I rise up from the ground
As my hand breaks through the dirt
I died a long time ago
My open wounds don't even hurt
You fucking with a zombie
A dead body, the night is foggy
She wants to give me head
I took her brain she's really sloppy
Welcome to the twilight zone
I came back to kill my clone
They should of cremated me
But fire can't destroy my bones
All my life I lived alone
I was born a rolling stone
All the walls I want to paint em black
Even outside my home
My soul is trapped
In between
I haven't crossed over
They wish bad on my name
They Turn the cross Over
I can't find closure
But that's my torture
Looking at all directions
Watching out for vultures
This is thriller
Stacking up scriller
Natural born killer
Don't look in The mirror
You fucking with a zombie
Hear my whisper
The dead will rise again
It's written in the scripture
Cause your fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying
You fucking with a zombie
Please don't try it
Smiling in my pictures
But inside my mind I'm dying

Overall Meaning

The song "Zombie" by A.B.A. portrays the inner struggle and pain of the artist. The lyrics talk about living a dual life where the artist is smiling in pictures but inside feels like dying. The word zombie is used as a metaphor for feeling dead inside while being physically alive. The artist talks about living a life that's like a prison and how he is trying to break free from it. The pain is so intense that he feels like his soul is trying to leave his body. The artist also mentions playing possum, which means pretending to be dead, letting others believe that he is dead to protect himself.


The second verse of the song talks about how the artist is so numb to life that he can't feel anything anymore, not even pain. He talks about being the cure, meaning that his music is therapeutic, something that can heal others. He touches upon the idea of the cycle of life and death, talking about how he rose from the ground, like a zombie, and how he was supposed to be dead but still came back.


Overall, the song deals with themes of inner pain, feeling trapped, and the struggle to break free. It portrays a powerful message of hope, urging listeners to keep pushing through their hardships and to believe that they can rise again.


Line by Line Meaning

Say you fucking with a zombie
Telling someone they're messing with someone that's already dead


Please don't try it
Don't mess with me


Smiling in my pictures
Appearing happy on the outside


But inside my mind I'm dying
Struggling internally


You fucking with a zombie
You're messing with someone that can't really be stopped


I'm flying, I'm trying
Working hard towards a goal


To keep my self in line with
Staying on track with my goals


My destiny, the recipe
The key to success


To make the Gs is my shit
Making money is my game


You tryna steal my blueprint
Someone trying to copy my methods


Get inside my head
Trying to mess with my mind


I'm playing possum with them
I'm pretending to be weaker than I am


Let them think I'm dead
Letting people underestimate me


Get the bread, get the dough
Making money


What I do is on the low
Being secretive


Micheal Myers with the flow
Dangerous with my skills


Better pay me what you owe
Give me the money you owe me


Through the back door
Sneaky tactics


Or threw the front
Direct tactics


Bitch I'm bout to cash out
Gonna make some money


I ain't taking fronts
Not accepting partial payment


You know I gotta stunt
Showing off


I be lacing up my son
Preparing my child for the same lifestyle


If it's bout that money
If it's about making money


Then I'm putting out the blunt
Stopping any distractions


Gotta go and get it
Need to make it happen


No excuses I keep moving
Not giving up


Alarm clock ringing
Waking up early


I ain't really tryna snooze it
Not trying to waste time sleeping


Never lose it
Never losing motivation


I'm holding on tight
Holding onto my goals tightly


Stuck doing wrong
Struggling with bad habits


Trying to correct my rights
Trying to fix my mistakes


Out of sight out of mind
People forget about things they don't see


Bitch you gone see me
You'll see me soon


Your bitch tryna fuck me
Someone trying to come between me and my goals


Your nigga tryna be me
Someone trying to copy my success


Im making it look easy
Making success look easy


3 wishes I'm a genie
Being able to fulfill wishes


My mind is like a prison
Being restricted by my own thoughts


And my soul is trying to leave me
Feeling lost or disconnected from myself


Believe me cause
Assuring someone they should believe what I say


I'm already dead
I'm so focused on my goals that I feel like a zombie


Baby got that murder ink
Someone being dangerous or threatening


Body like Ashanti
Someone with a nice body


She said she want that real
Someone wanting something authentic


These niggas fake as fuck
People being insincere


Well I'm the cure, I got that pure
I have the solution to the problem


That's why they getting cut
Getting rid of the insincere people


They say I'm out my mind
People thinking I'm crazy


I'm out of luck, I'm out of fucks
Having nothing left to lose


Couple shots rung out
Gun shots


And I ain't even duck
Not afraid


When you see me stay down
Trying to stay out of trouble


You know how long I stayed down?
Been working for a long time


Think I deserve my pay now
Believing I deserve compensation


I'm coming for mine, better load up the
Gonna take what's mine


Clip before you run out of time
Need to hurry before it's too late


I load up the safe, gotta count up the cake
Making sure my money is secure


Then it's back to the grind
Once money is secure, need to get back to work


Back to the bullshit like what am I doing
Back to the struggles of making money


Im losing my mind
Feeling overwhelmed


Im Stacking a million, I'm one and million
Making a lot of money, feeling unique


That's one of a kind
Being special


If I ain't down I'm in the sky
Either on top or down completely


Bitch you better look up
Keep an eye on me


My plug raised his prices
My supplier increased their prices


And it's still a hook up
Still getting things for a good deal


Bullets back to back
Gun shots


Like a verse from Jadakiss and Styles
Referring to a rap duo known for their aggressive verses


You flirt with death
Putting oneself in dangerous situations


But can't afford for it to take you out
Can't afford to die


Damn zombie
Feeling like a zombie


I rise up from the ground
Emphasizing rising from a low point


As my hand breaks through the dirt
Trying to overcome obstacles


I died a long time ago
Feeling like a shell of oneself


My open wounds don't even hurt
Not being affected by emotional pain


A dead body, the night is foggy
Feeling disoriented or disconnected


She wants to give me head
Getting unwanted attention


I took her brain she's really sloppy
Metaphor for outsmarting someone


Welcome to the twilight zone
Feeling like in a strange or uncomfortable place


I came back to kill my clone
Getting rid of old habits or traits


They should of cremated me
People thought I was done, but I'm back


But fire can't destroy my bones
Adversity can't defeat me


All my life I lived alone
Feeling isolated or disconnected


I was born a rolling stone
Restless and never staying still


All the walls I want to paint em black
Metaphor for wanting change


Even outside my home
Wanting change everywhere


My soul is trapped
Feeling trapped or constricted


In between
Feeling in between something


I haven't crossed over
Feeling stuck or not making progress


They wish bad on my name
People wanting bad things for me


They Turn the cross Over
People trying to manipulate or hurt me


I can't find closure
Feeling uncertain or dissatisfied


But that's my torture
Feeling like being tortured by one's own emotions


Looking at all directions
Being vigilant


Watching out for vultures
Watching out for people trying to take advantage


This is thriller
Feelings of suspense or danger


Stacking up scriller
Making a lot of money


Natural born killer
Someone with skills or talent


Don't look in The mirror
Metaphor for not wanting to see oneself or one's flaws


Hear my whisper
Listen closely


The dead will rise again
Metaphor for coming back from failure or adversity


It's written in the scripture
It's destined to happen


Cause your fucking with a zombie
If you're trying to mess with me, you're already too late




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Bernardo Garcia Perez, David Castillo

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