• Artist: lifeseeker
  • Title: Galactic Zombie Attack
  • Genre: Hip Hop - Old School, Hip Hop - Experimental/Alternative
  • Mood: Aggressive/Edgy, Laid Back/Groovy, Quirky/Wacky/Silly
  • Speed: Medium (78-95)
  • Instruments: Electronic Sounds/Noises, Turntable/Scratching, Loops/Samples, Keyboards/Organs
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 1/9/2013
  • Lyric themes: Fear, Peace, Soul Searching, Anger Hatred, Fantasy Sci-Fi, Awakening/Enlightenment
  • Lyrics:   hangin with the party robot from that lifeseeker song "what up!" meteor hit shock wave so strong and a flash so bright turned my brown hair blonde galactic zombies piled out party bro-bot said "it's on!" little rough around the edges they've come a long way through 40000 solar systems half across the milky way with some fucked up broken helmets silver suits half ripped away like skeletor with oozing sores and hella more stench of decay lookin through my star goggles out the window what the fuck! party brobot said: "hell nah! let's hit a strip club" no more funnin we running don't wanna get done in knocked zombie buck rodgers head off "that fool kept coming" galactic zombies mobbin a corpus ultra modern so I bust a Rosie Greir an I cold started sobbin! "just jump in the transporter I know where we should go there's this deep dude doc props he's a righteous bro" galactic zombie attack we sent some clones to space "and now we came back" as an undead race with a taste for vengeance to them your ears and your eyes is just a light snack! galactic zombies coming through the floor galactic zombies tearing down your door piling down yer halls punchin hands through walls! "you wanna fuck with us!? you better have HUGE balls!" reassembled through space to doc props base checked my nutz to make sure they was in the right place party brobot said: na na nah nah nah nah naah so I rock em sockemed robot click click to his jaw saw a vapor with a taper lookin like naomi watts went throught half a million shapes til it settled on doc props said "party robot I told you never to return" "how was I to know that a toilet could burn!?" conversation took a turn when I screamed with force I once saw a dude do it with a horse! "that's something I could have gone all day without knowing" "seen yer dilemna, astral plane here's what you need to keep going" handed me a crystal and futuristic pistol "put em both together for an anti zombie missle" you can take the dutchmans raft or my brand new hovercraft fly into this time portal zombies following your path" had one thing to say as I took the helm I wasn't kidding bout the horse! hovercrafted out the realm zoomed into the the portal with an intense blast "we on a mission motherfucker now move yer ass" chorus: galactic zombie attack we sent some clones to space "and now we came back" "as an undead race with a taste for vengeance" to them your arms or your legs is just a light snack! they'll eat your whole family say "it tastes like chicken" then eat their own fingers "cause it's finger licken!" we tried to get away but we couldn't get far cause "galactic zombies have built in radar!" to a prehistoric planet from the portal we fly round crazy rock formations terradactyls in the sky landed in the jungle started checkin the place hear a "raaahhhhrrr" from behind galactic zombies giving chase brobot dancing wit 2 bikini clad zombie girls sayin "damn we could get jiggy on so many worlds!" took the pistol from my hand and he threw it in the swamp I said what the fuck you doing? he said "fuck it party on!" approachin zombie hoard led by the zombie lord I finally saw his face and frankly I was floored it was my zombie clone yeah something I'd forgotten glanced down at my hand which was lookin slightly rotten starin down my zombie double looking just like a fiend with an ill type swagger so aggressive and mean see if I wanted peace he insisted that we fight and there's no way to deny in a way he was right still had to be the way I wanted inspite of this attack so I jumped in my craft and I pumped up a track twas a white rabbit cover being played by the doors with a back beat soundin like Nas's "it's yours" from the tape vibrations started taking shape "through the crystal in a re-versed polarity state " emanated from the speakers in the form of sound disintergrating every single zombie around the prehistoric land faded like a game thas dated turned to bro bot next to me he said "yeah we made it" "the soundwaves destroyed em" yo how'd you do that? "I put the crystal in the stereo to make the bass fat" chorus: galactic zombie attack we sent some clones to space and now they came back as an undead race with a taste for vengeance to them your arms or your legs is just a light snack! "galactic zombies" coming through the floor "galactic zombies" tearing down your door piling down the halls stickin hands through walls! "catch us wanderin aimlessly through futuristic malls!"
  • Keywords: punching, rap, Confident, punchy
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