[Chorus x2] Motherfucking realness Molecule machina Dos on the regular Opens the falafel truck Baklava biome Go home, words, youre drunk Associating with all types Insinuating schmucks [Verse] Quipu souffl Leave that stomach in knots Dig a turnip from the underground And give him dap or not Ate the bones Phoned home And dropped drones on porcelain domes Ate a dinner roll Smoked a bowl And watched some Gary Old So Serious Black Rhyming rhythms stay on track 3 letters of the first name shared Minimalist rap Matter of fact Fuck the nomenclature stated Im greater than cheese graters Shredding all these whack 2 timing MC fakers cmon [Chorus] [Refrain] GMO Cornrow, church, liquor store GMO Cornrow, church, liquor store GMO Cornrow, church, liquor store GMO Cornrow, church, liquor store Fresh food Chicken nugget, fuck it, bucket, KFC Crop 18inch Jesus and his mac n cheese fucking mac n cheese [Verse] So Delinquency Thats key for he She says free hugs are not for me The book is on a new type frequency I see the plants just be Cathode LCD taken By Muckraker Jones On the phone when we atone, eyes forever in that zone The brains of all the youth dripping from that sugar cone Correction, high fructose, blown Big thighs about she moans cause there are halffoods, not a whole, in the ghettos of the mind See well like C.L When peeling capitalist rinds Hind quarters and land mines Of tin foil hats with Signs Lifes like Shyamalan After the start, a steep decline Up St. Charles on tree products Rubber harnessed from the earth In the end they want it gone Mother Nature gives no birth Would they reassess the fact If the green that they grow Was instead green grass Sprouting from their head to toe And their skin was invisible Showing complete lack of soul? Would the roles change and wed step on them like soil? [Refrain]
cornrow, gmo, liquor, church, store