It’s Virus Syndicate
Sick Gang and the Cyclops Army
Go ham them men get gnarly
Hot like Cancun and Bali, shook up the scene like a super tsunami
Infected mic-ops
Them teachers said I was a write off
In breach of the peace and fight cops
That one eyed devil like a cyclops
I’m a slave for the system, burning my brain like a piston
Locked in a cage in the kitchen
Yeah, this game it become a religion
‘Til I get shot like a fake clay pigeon
Caught in the cycle like a cyclops one eyeball
Sick Gang bury any rival
Waves, yeah, we make them tidal
Jam to the sound of the Cyclops Army
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Gunning and gunning and gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Gunning and gunning and gunning for them
Bring it
Bring it
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Gunning and gunning and gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
A f#cking noise
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Gunning and gunning and gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Zombies are gunning for them
Gunning and gunning and gunning for them
Bring it
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