I'm the fake DJ, He's the real Rapper.
C.O.R.N.B.R.E.A.D
lyrics by Rychie Floyd
Music by DJ Darth Crayon
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(ad lib beginning)
Im the 1,086th greatest living room rapper alive
aka cornbread jenkins
aka rychie floyd
aka reverend Hell Purple
aka that kid with that walk
but anyway we're gonna hit em up with that
irwin chusid flow
(SOUL SOUL SOOOOOUL)
I'm the 1,086th greatest living room rapper alive
Like Alex P Keaton Co-mittin suit-i-cide
Wherefore be my sagacity, maan
No drugs, but i'm 'bout that apple-a-pie
musical wallstreet where all the ballers meet
raised in the killin fields of rock & roll, i got the heat
when i put it on ya
toy knife in drawer-a
YES!! Enjoy me, here's
the horror horror
Chorus
Cornbread Jenkins in the place to be
With the C to the O to R-N to the B-R-E-A-D (Say what?)
B-R-E-A-D, B-R-E-A-D (MOSHIMOSHI)
(etc, x2)
Last fictional name Floyd, First name R-ah
Ain't no badder chick in the cartoon game than cheetara
I Ain't no Thundercats' Ho,
I'm a full grown man saying things that them Garbage Pail
Kids don't understand
So haters go home and ride your trike
it's my turnip (turn up) on the mic
Stop crying like a beach in the dark, man
JUST TRY TO BE A LIGHT
We can all get home real safe tonight
This has been a Rychie Floyd Production, man
nighty night!!
(Chorus)
Yeah Peace to Bill Russum, he's a real nice guy, and he makes GOOD BEATS!!
I sincerely mean that. Rychie Floyd, 2011
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