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[Intro – distorted, low]
Static in my skull…
End credits never roll.
[Verse 1]
Sirens choke the night, city rot in place
Moonlight bleach on a dead man’s face
Homies ride deep, no hope, no prayers
Blades whisper truths in the midnight air
Fuck the rules, world already gone
Graves got names but the names feel wrong
Zombies stumble like fame with a pulse
Screens melt down, legends turn to cults
[Hook]
Horrorcore heartbeat, fuck the dawn
We still breathin’ while the world goes wrong
Kick doors, no mercy, no plan
John Wick focus—steady hands
[Verse 2]
Hallway drenched red, echoes of fame
Zombie masks wear celebrity names
Peyton Roi List—on a flicker screen grin
Just a nightmare frame as the dead rush in
Brad Pitt poster peelin’ off the wall
Silver-screen ghosts when the cities fall
Not real, just the end-time tease
Fame turns feral when the lights all leave
[Bridge – whispered, menacing]
Homies clear rooms, methodical steps
One shot, reload, no time for regrets
Like Wick in a storm, pencil-sharp aim
We cut through the dark, never sayin’ names
[Chorus]
Fuck fear, fuck faith, fuck pretend
We don’t die easy—we don’t bend
Zombies claw loud, windows shake
We still stand when the earth gon’ break
[Verse 3]
Gas station glow, guts on the floor
Laugh in the chaos—Zombieland lore
Rule number one: keep movin’ fast
Rule number two: don’t trust the past
Homies cracked jokes while the dead swarm near
If we survive, it’s ‘cause we kill the fear
Ammo low, hearts still loud
We live through hell like it owe us now
[Outro – cold, echoing]
Night eats names.
Legends blur.
Screens go black.
We endure.
If the world’s a grave and the credits don’t exist—
We survived the cut.
Zombieland shit
Details
GeneratedJan 30, 2026
Duration2:37
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark cinematic rap with male vocals, heavy sub-bass and sharp trap drums. Verses ride a brooding, male/Female duet
Credits
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AidenRL
AidenRLModelAria v5
