Horns In The Cornfield

Lyrics
[Intro] Sheesh I been going sheesh man Don't wanna talk to no fucking body [Verse 1] No lights when I wrote this In a cornfield for real plotting on spinach The beginning of a great ending Spending money without grinning Y'all in it for the pendants I'm winning cause I don't love everybody Government bisexual, they fuck everybody (Fuck) Enter the Olympics as a professional beckles runner Imagine all of the bullshit that come up (Fuck) Imagine a rapper intimidating Vic is a bad dream Imagine not waking up from last week [?] when you rhyme It's like every time I see you I wanna beat you a thousand timеs Thanking God I had me a rhyme I wouldn't evеn have lived all of this time (Shit, shit, shit) I used to be like "I'm sick of this shit" (Shit) Then I realized I'm really sick at this shit Pissed at the kicks I tell her I look better than the guy that she with He standing there too, he didn't say shit (Shit, shit) Riding an ostrich to the grocery store You can't tell me when I'm knowing what's dope to grow Showing every verse, curse wasn't a gift Vic left out the building but he wasn't dismissed Make the world laugh that's a great start They look like nubs, it's important to stay sharp Learn your mathematic, the therapist looked at me and started laughing The lines in my mind doing back flips [Bridge] That's why it be hard to talk to mother fuckers man Just be talking in the bars man You know what I'm saying I stole the psychological cheat sheet from the mother fucking group home Real sit, I still got that shit, be looking at that shit Fucking getting in trouble for all kind of shit [?] No it ain't man [Verse 2] Real smooth 'cause I'm old school Back in the days niggas followed no rules They was taling shit so I checked it I smack niggas vitals and that's for the record You would love to be in my position You gon' tell a lot of stories when the lies clicking The beats going from over easy is back blowing on a peach When I'm around don't speak (sheesh) How could I be so proud The product gon' always equal them out Dropping my album when it was a recession How I survived that, that wasn't a blessing I was supposed to die hella times I hate to say that shit That's probably the number one reason why I'm amazed at shit Took a test I didn't study for and aced that shit
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Credits
- Writers
- Vic Spencer