The Walking Dead

Up and down the block is where the dead men walk

Some od'd stabbed even got shot

It don't really matter when your bodies outlined in chalk

Nobody gives a fuck that's just another one lost

Eastside Idlewood slanging at the lido

Fiends die no one cries sniff another leano

Tryna make something while we sitting on zero

And even as a youngsta we always hated heros

Screaming fuck the government yelling it loving it

At any givin minute you can get shot in public

Broad day long range hit while your walking

Even stabbed up while your on the phone talking