Zombie Rap

*all zombie raps have been made without a beat thus far and flow is subject to change*

Now don't go outside, don't go out there
There's a zombie waitin', now are y'all scared?
He'll eat your brain and pull out your hair
Rip off your flesh 'til your bones are bare
Jam his hand, straight in your stomach
Then down to the ground, you will plummet
He'll begin to feast on your insides
And you'll scream and yell, cause you'll still be alive
You should have listened to me, when i said
"Shoot his zombie ass, in his zombie ass head!"
But you didn't listen, no, you fucked around instead
Now your ass is zombie food, and you lookin' pretty dead
And you better hope, for my sake and yours
You best not come back, cause then of course
I'll have to waste a bullet on ya ass, but I can't waste no more
Hey look over there, there's a house I see
And I hope no zombies are watchin' me
Cause its gettin' kinda late, and I'm gettin' kinda tired
It's gettin' kinda dark, and I'd like to sleep
With my gun cocked and ready & hangin' by my side
I open up the door and I go inside
And gee I hope this is a good place to hide
So I start to snoop, and have a look around
I creep so quiet, without a single sound
There's blood on the walls and blood on the ground
I search each room but no one is found
I hear something downstairs, like a window shatter
But I know it ain't Santa Claus makin' that clatter
So I check my clip and I check it twice
And I pray to the Almighty, Jesus Christ
To help me through this, and help me fight
To guide my bullets, and set my sights
Cause I'm gonna be in for one hell of a night
Then I realize & it comes to me
The man of my prayers, the Big JC
The man who lived and died, only to come back ZOMBIE-FIED!!!
He lived and died and rose from the dead..... shit, Imma just put a bullet in my head.