Bite Me

Drop into the quarantine zone
Too bad that there isn't more of me (oh)
Zombies, you're borin' me
Killin' every single one is a chore to me (whoa!)
Nevermind, I'ma take that back
Need a safe zone now, can I make it back?
Cuz they won't be happy 'till they've ate my ass
Either that, or maybe they just hate my raps
But if you try to take a bite of me, I'll end you
I'm sorry if you want me, I'm not on the menu
My name is Kyle Crane and I ain't tryna die today
Set aside your pain and let's find a way
To keep this silly little virus at bay
Check the time when the time is right
You're gonna find yourself in the dyin' light
Keep an eye on the time and mind the light
You might survive the day just to die at night (whoa!)
Stay outside of their line of sight
And if your can, blind their eyes with brighter lights
But if you tryna fight 'em, better find a light
And light the biters up like dynamite
Got a question: been infected yet?
Damn, if you have, then don't panic man
Cuz if you ain't dead, then you ain't blendin' in
Inject yourself with a bit of Antizin
Runnin' on the rooftop, man-handlin
A bandit clan, goin' for my Antizin
Am I the only who's managin'
To stop this apocalypse from happenin'?
I'm wipin' all these zombies off of the map
I got 'em followin' the sound of my rap
They look at me like I'm one hell of a snack
But when I ring the dinner bell
They're walkin' into my trap
Tryna get my airdrops?
If I were you, I'd dare not
By the time you're there, it's gone
I'm causin' all your hair loss
Zombies want a piece of this?
I already know you like me
Think that I'm your final course?
Then all of you can bite me
If brains are what you're craving
I'm the guy you should be chasing
That's how I stay in shape
Now I'm just as slim as Shady
Rappin' circles 'round you daily
That's why zombies love to hate me
But I'll let them kiss my ass
If they really wanna taste me
Nobody's as fast as me
I clear rooftop gaps so rapidly
I mean, I practically defy gravity
I guess parkour just comes naturally
(I'm cornered, man!) Quit panicking
You can make a weapon out of anything
(They're gonna get me!) Damn it, can you let me think?
Smack 'em in the face with a wooden plank
Craniums were meant to break
Let me give you just a little tip if you're new
You'll be dead before you know they've even heard you
So I'd advise that you be stickin' with the curfew
And if you got a problem, I'm the guy you wanna turn to
I'm not here to make friends
Just tyin' off loose ends
Don't know how I'm not dead yet
But while I'm still alive, I might as well count heads
One, two, three-four-five
Six-seven-eight, not eight, that's nine
Slam, crunch, raka-paka-pow
Just lost track, how many's that now?
Following my survivor senses
Havin' seizures cuz I'm infected
I think my symptoms are actin' up
Can somebody please shut that kid up?!
Fight me, strike me, cut me deep and I bleed
Slight me, deprive me, then antagonize me
Try me, spite me, say goodbye to nice me
Pain is what ignites me
So open wide and bite me
Let me give you just a little tip if you're new
You'll be dead before you know they've even heard you
So I'd advise that you be stickin' with the curfew
And if you got a problem, I'm the guy you wanna turn to
(Open wide and bite me)