{*breathing hard*}
Okay, here we go

Yeah I'm afraid, like I'm scared as a dog
But I've got a new song, and I want y'all to sang alooooooong
Sang aloooooooooong..
See this is the way that we walk on a cloudy, day
when there's zombies inside and you're, all alooooooooone
All aloooooooooone - yeah!

Cause the undead, loves it when your blood is sucked
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when you goose is plucked
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when we're in the news
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when we sing the blues
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)

Take a little trip, hater pack up yo' mind
Look forward not behind, then you'll see what you find
I caught a weirdo dyin cause zombies ate him
Now if his momma is a quarter daughter must be so dim
I gotta meet her, don't take no shorts I don't use abbrevi-
-ation, I don't even play the radio neither
Only if I need to know the ghouls or the graveyard
I'm a cool type of brother but yep, your head I'll sever
from the neck - see you're a zombie, hit the stage
Set a date sucker, in battle we can engage
I'll slice you, kill you, marry you, divorce you
Throw the brains at you, is what I'm forced to do
With my back against the wall, crack his back y'all
Naw, it ain't went nowhere like havin hair with giant spiders in it
Throw a bat in it
Dread that zombie sh*t up, throw a shell in it
Whatever floats your boat, or finds your lost remote
And this for dem niggaz workin at the airpo't
who got bad cough, I take my head off
If you look straight in my eyes, you still might see a disguise
Because the un, un, dead, dead

Cause the undead, loves it when your blood is sucked
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when you goose is plucked
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when we're in the news
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when we sing the blues
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)

Victim I grind, my focus is crime
Raw with the rhyme, I'm slick with my slime
My words are corpses dug out a mine
Spit 'em, punch 'em, look how they shine
Glitter, glisten, gloss, floss
I catch a beat runnin like Randy Moss
Ride dat wimp off like a brand new horse
I'm rollin my stone, gatherin no moss
Mami I'm comin I hope you get off
Or rock your own boat like some weirdo then talk
Back, back, forth, forth
Get that sailor on course, course
Make that guy a corpse, corpse
Rap, roll, utterly rocked
with my mouth to the mic and everyone is shocked
Cadillac zombies just won't stop

Cause the undead, loves it when your blood is sucked
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when you goose is plucked
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when we're in the news
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when we sing the blues
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)

Go in the graveyard and everything is lookin dismal
Went in my mausoleum, man it's abysmal
Need brains for my stomach cause my tummy kinda aches
like a junkie on withdrawal, fresh up off the plate
Wait, back to the enemy of the state
is the Republicans or Democratic candidate
Debate, now even the black box hold the fate
Scary like Barney and Big Bird befo' commercial break
Hate, extreme prejudice, let's dismiss this
If you want to you can dub it to your hit list
I know you gon' to, we in this to replenish yo' ghastly ghoul wish list
When it come to this music we stay relentless
Pursuing all that's pursuable
Doing God's willing all things that are doable
The only liable limitation is yourself
Dre set it on the right and I'll set it on the left, cause

Cause the undead, loves it when your blood is sucked
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when you goose is plucked
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when we're in the news
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)
And the undead, loves it when we sing the blues
(Bah bah-da, bah bah bah-da da)

(Trumpet solo)