Vārdi:
Corn Pops

you know damn well It was me that hit your bitch up in my man's van Too plexed your grand-pops then like corn I pop shit You can't flush, fuckin with

nothing to eat but food, {Life is so peculiar but you can't stay home and brood}. Oh, life(Tell 'em about it pops) is so peculiar, the desert has only

me Hoppin around, without a education Formation, results in occupation Better skills, how to sign a application for a job, but you'd rather be a slob A parasite, eating corn

you to the upper hand But why don't you come and meet my boy, the strong man And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze until it pops And shake your motherfuckin

see nothin' but palm trees and wild fires and BOOM! Out pops a B Boy. The mossy oak is dirty brown, I know it's dirty brown boi! [Chorus] Jimmy crack corn

could you possibly stop the Apocalypse When I'm atomic bombing the populous Shock the metropolis hostile as a kid Popping the Glock at his moms and his pops

corner [Chorus] (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner

could you possibly stop the Apocalypse When I'm atomic bombing the populous Shock the metropolis hostile as a kid Popping the Glock at his moms and his pops

go at Shyne? He freestyled from the pen, that's just the fact Said he'd put you with your mom, and you ain't fucked with that Then you lied about your pops