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Have you seen a corpse?
How an exquisite one?
Think Frankenstein's monster
Now think fun
You're it, good!
Johnny starts a leg. I sew on an arm. Then you lend a hand
We add our piece
Now, what kind of beast have we
find out!

[Verse 1:
I woke up to a bloodshot sky
Robot goosestep by
Shoulda listened when we had the to try
And Bill the Science Guy us that "the end is Nye!"
it's been getting harder to
 survive
Since the Hive to
Ban American refugees from being a damn part of the 
People's of Antarctica
A bum begged me for a bill he borrow
some shit about "there's still a tomorrow"
He that "legend has it, there's still a Baja Grill and a Sbarro
at the top of
Kilimanjaro"
And so desperate, I set off the deserts out in Portland
Until my thirsty horse collapsed in the sand
I promised to heart and soul
I'd crawl across dead world for those garlic rolls
[Verse 2:
Yo, kid, let go of the dead
Stop crying, need a ride? Hop in my red
Eat something homie, you look bony and
Now why the hell would you take the Oregon
Remember back in grade school, stupid computer game?
You shoulda known better, now there's no one but you to
of dysentery
Don't climb to the
I'ma you underground where the hive resistance be
Apparently a colony of are out there
A garden full of veggies, even garlic sprout there
Leader General Bieber who be shit down there
Found a way to end the drought, bring out the
Soon as we up we heard drilling noises
Children started dancing, even grown joined in
Like a in the Bronx, water shot up
in the air
But was boiling and as hot as solar

3: Grieves]
Ooowee, that a bitch?
Nobody believed it til the first hit
The ground started shaking and the sky red
(Mayday! Atlanta's been lost, Bieber is dead)
No! God damn, one down
Colonies of people living the ground
against the clowns, a resistance was born
They fight for mankind and the of porn (let's go!)
on the surface life teeters
Avoiding wild packs of American beavers
Creepers and face feeders
the great reaper
You're either gonna get or beat with a pay meter
This is real homie, dog eat dog
More like robot clown eats man and whole
Graffiti on the wall "there is no god"
But there is still homemade vodka, and that's

[Verse 4:
Homemade vodka, pour a shot up then I it
I'm the only left who remembers how to distill it
It's the most popular in the underground economy
So I'm the popular person in my underground colony
All the resistance leaders throw shots down
In my bar after fight the robot clowns
As of they've been stressed and depressed
the chances of us winning are becoming less and less
We lost the of the human army
is really low and a lot of people are starving
I'm still how this all happened
Is this even real or am I on acid?
The are advancing down
I use the word "down" cause they're coming
Wait—what's that It's kinda loud
Holy shit! There they are now!

5: Adam Vida]
Calm down soldier, is no time to be a fink
We can beat clowns, okay, we just need to think
I've lost ten men this week, I sleep
a wink
But the last place on earth a guy can get a decent drink
So darned if we lose bar to those useless zombie bastards
I'd rather starve than be
So I put wire slabs on the fences
That should buy us time to plan our defenses
up the chairs and trash cans off the floor
Stack em up on the front to jam up
the entrance
got grenades but we still might be saved
I just found fifty diet coke cans and breath mints
Fill the trash to the brim with the cola
When the robots in, toss the mints
in the soda
See the won't hurt em but it'll get em wet certainly
It'll mess up wiring and disrupt their circuitry
If it don't work though, my next plan cannot
We drink the vodka—shot after shot til we're too drunk to pain
Spark up a flame and turn the bottles that remain into cocktails
I've had it with you clowns, reached
my limit
You may killed my captain, but I'm the lieutenant
And I let you terrorize us
Wait just a
That ain't no zombie, man, what the hell is it?!
[Verse 6: Casal]
Adam! Ahhh!
I mean to scare ya
Dude, that's not a robot, it's Iggy Azalea
hid up in the bar to learn about who we are
Then report back to the captain of the folks my favorite rap stars
Oh shit, quick! Hit her with fuckin duck-tape
She came to sing-rap & give us all some undercut
Lo-fi beats telepathic autotune
Help! She's inside my head and I don't 
I am immune
Been repo-d, I think I'm in deep 
I am weeping at the
Forfeiting my dreams of keepin the streets G
Only way to outrun it is up on the track
Any and everyone get up and mean it
Just puttin the into it
Now we over the tempo and tunin it
Never let a lesser lemon ruin it, so I'm inducing it
Doomin em all, I'm undoin it, im dippin
Who comin the kid? I'm out
Headed to the dojo, Diggs got pistols hidden in his fro
robots think we're bitch, Diggs, gimme some loko
And let me borrow your Jefferson robe bro, I'm goin
Bay boys bout to put this barrel some fuckin blowholes

7: Daveed Diggs]
Whoa whoa whoa, up cash
You see I'm trimming my up
I all these newly brainwashed rap chicks are really down to fuck
I comb the pistols out the fro and sitting on the table
And there's two cheesesteaks out in a gassed up LeSabre
I'm ready to on these haters, let's go
But you drive cause you already know
That or not when I'm behind the wheel my black ass is sure
Enough get stopped
And we ain't got the and the tags are expired
You know how it is, I am really not trying to die today, by cop or by a robot
Whoa, stop, lemme bottle up this kombucha I've been on the back porch
Grab the out the closet, it's got all of our passports
I've been planning this for a minute, the writing on the walls
If we survive and a civilization they've got to know who we are
First we swoop us Chinaka in we need some muscle
Or some reason, or anything other than our indiscriminate
Then we roll through the hood real slow bumping something all of these know
Like a Watsky song? Lo and behold, they'll our car wherever we go
Let's em out to Napa and let em gentrify that bitch up
Start the car—no, homie—we are not stopping for any
Or a McFlurry, blood no time for that shit
Hold up, go Nak right there, pull over. Ayo Nak, Ayo Nak, get in the car!

8: Chinaka Hodge]
Ay Raf get seat
Make for ya
fam, friend
I'll give you McShake and the end of
my Hansen
Now what the fuck you it's the end
of the world?
I been on tending to the end of
my curls
I mean the sky is always purple, people running on
I mean the been gone, I ain't gon read it in the papers
Nothing's all that different, been the same for black
When apocalyptic follows revelation dinners
The been out
The smelling of flint
Exquisite laying where the bodies had been
No bombs over Baghdad, just drones grenades
When life gives us we learn to drop Lemonade
So okay fellas shall we get in
Bump some pied piper R up out the trunk this
Do the end of the world styling in our fitteds and
Lure these mufuckas on a goose chase
Use whatever's already up in my
I got a whole for this open road
And my flow so we don't need AC
I popped fo' no doze, I'll read formal prose
Bet you knows how to make us free
A Lauren in Trumped up world
A black magic woman being called girl
But the only is change holmes
So let's get the supplies and leave up out our bay
Got the kit and six gallons of gas
Got Diggs in the driver and Raf in the
Got passenger seat
and the last of these sweets
Go north Daveed, just gun it til country
Do it fluid like turfin with iDummy
It's the bay moves we learned as gon keep us safe
It's the forty water water and an tap, let's go
get tired behind us
I mean half of em hybrid but most of wind-ups
We got nothing but power we got nothing but
I got Kwudi's new beats and of My Mind
left in Napa but the scent of the grapes
No palate-cleansing for discriminate taste
Nothing in Calistoga but one popped bubble
We got just two dudes and just one Nak,
how the hell we repopulate humanity
The two of y'all and me that's like insanity
eww, that's really gross guys
It's like, not Diggs, and not
Not nobody else, just it styling in wine country with nothing else

[Verse 9:
Red red wine, I want to die!
I hum under my breath as I death in the quiet depths of the bunker
I was when I came to after Dumbfoundead
Brought me to the base underground where we hunkered down the summer
But then winter came and the flame that we tended to flickered to
And the few of us living resorted to burning like tinder and lumber
We bickered bitterly and our wickedness hit a in our hunger
Sickened we hunted other
Pickpocketed the and we plundered
A visitor from the stole a garlic roll from Dave and Busters
And I the buster in his sleep just to lick his fingers for butter
But it kind of gave me indigestion I confess and the pipes ruptured 
from my
Lungs punctured when Dumb me with the sharped end of my plunger
Now it's me and Grieves in a shallow
Next to J Biebs and Azalea's humungous butt
That I rest my head upon for my perpetual
We frail and kvetch and wail
It's curtains, my are numbered
And I'm numb to pain, yet one remaining gives me comfort
I made a yelling my opinions loudly
I might matter if I drew a crowd, see
Now, my lily cheek on Iggy's chilly finally see the future will be fine
me
Nothing is to be mine
I'm a token of a broken
And maybe survivors on the surface in LeSabres working on
Tomorrow red, red wine

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