Lyrics I'll Survive (Dead Rising 3 Rap) - Teamheadkick

I'll Survive (Dead Rising 3 Rap)

Zombies, are coming for my Brains
Breakin' out the Shottie, avoid the Blood Stains
It’s the Apocalypse, get bit, and you’re done
Then the Virus starts to spread, you become one
But nope not me, I’m gonna survive
Just trying to stay alive as the dead arise
Aim for the Eyes, then I pull the trigger
Slashin' with the knife, but I need something bigger
How bout I take a saw, put it on a Mop
Like a Psycho Janitor, Loppin' heads off
One shot, right to the Cranium
Then your head is gone, filled up with Titanium
Smokin' like a Bong
Yo get off my neck, I ain’t a biscuit
Like Jenna Jameson, you about to get fisted
Bodies all twisted, my health is low
I gotta grab me some snacks, and hit the road
I can’t sleep, I’ll never go to bed
Covered in Red, like the Walking Dead
Smashin' on your head
But weapons, I got a ton of them
Puttin nails in my bat
Then putting my bat to your chin, whack Whack
Most of these Survivors, they truly suck
I try to rescue their ass, but they end up stuck
On the map, now their trapped, and out of luck
It’s too late to hide, now we’re totally fucked
Damn, get the guns, we’re kickin it old school
Running over Zombies in an SUV is so cool
I’m Making blood pools, Zombie Genocider
Using power tools, combining like MacGuyver
I got an LMG, and a Teddy Bear
Making Noise with the toys cause I don’t care
Stackin' Body parts, out of control
But with the sledgesaw I be playing Zombie Whack a Mole
Whack, Whack, now I’m bringing the attack
I go Whack, Whack, I put my knife in your back
I go Whack, Whack, on these Psycho Motherfuckers
It’s a Boss Battle Bro, we need to find some cover
CHORUS/HOOK
I’ll survive the Apocalypse
All these Zombies are gonna die
I know just what to do
Cause Gaming trained me right
I’ll survive the Apocalypse
All these Zombies are gonna bleed
And if you plan to get away
It’s best to stick with me
Rollin' Down the Road in a Muscle Car
I got a Zombie Queen Bee, right inside of a Jar
And when I toss it on the ground, Zombies heads explode
Fully Automatic, no need to reload
I’m Bruce lee, Bare handed, breaking those Necks
I’m On a Mission, got me Wishin' that I had some Zombrex
Find the Safehouse, store up my guns
And Moltov Cocktails, I gotta get some
Now Dressin' like a Tranny, in some Womens clothes
Drink Vodka till I puke it all out of my Nose
Runnin' from the Undead Chasing Me
But they run into my trap, its an I.E.D.
(BOOM)
Katana Sword, Scythe, a bone saw
If its got a blade, I’m choppin' Limbs Off
Flash Bang Grenades are leavin' em Blind
Getting' Surrounded as they sneak from behind
I can’t retreat, its time to bring the hurt
Putting fire on my gloves
Then puttin' my gloves to work
Combining the Pistol and the Flashlight, Tactical
Bustin Heads with a Lead Pipe, is always Practical
Jump Kick a Zombie in the Testicles
I be smashin' heads, head shot with the reticles
No scope, BLAH!
now it’s a Zombie BBQ
Then I’m rollin' with the Steamroller
Right over you
Stay in line, we’re doing this my way
I’m runnin' and gunnin' with the sawed off all day
Keep up the Pace, don’t fall behind
I’ll bust a Zombie in the face with anything I can find
I got a Beach Ball, and a Leaf Blower
Running over motherfuckin' Zombies with a Lawn Mower
How bout a flamethrower, I’ll build you one
Cause if you didn’t know, I’m a Mechanic Son
Boom, Boom, when I’m using Dyna Meat
I go Boom Boom, when I’m shooting RPG’s
I go Boom Boom, on these Undead Fucks
Throw some Gas at their ass, then I’m lighting em up
CHORUS/HOOK
I’ll survive the Apocalypse
All these Zombies are gonna die
I know just what to do
Cause Gaming trained me right
I’ll survive the Apocalypse
All these Zombies are gonna bleed
And if you plan to get away
It’s best to stick with me
Level 50 and I’m fully maxed out on my stats
I’m choppin' heads off, with a Battle Axe
There’s no time to play, we gotta make our escape
I’m bringing the bombs, always tossin' out tons of grenades
I got more clothes than the mall, wearing suits like a Pimp
With an Arrow to the Knee, I’m straight making em limp
Picking up books, let the bonus begin
And then a Million hit combo right to the chin
Got More PP than a German Brothel
Eating rotten Meat is straight up awful
Crushing all these Zombies is giving me wood
I’m having more fun than I probably should
Undead on my Hood, so I’m hitting the gas
Head first into a bus, so they let go when I crash
I’ve said it before, but in case you missed
I’ll Survive the Apocalypse…