Lyrics:
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleighbells in the snow
I am dreaming of a white Christmas
the skillet, gas in the corn
Children worse off than the day they were born
Hey,hey,General, what time does this train get turned around?
Don’t tell me hold
you
With you
And ooh it's all on the tip of my tongue
I want you
Children of the corn flock to the reckoning
These hands aren't the hands you want
My
me I been in that same pussy you slid out out off
Ask about it spook been a shooter before your when we were young we terrorized adults like children
dropping out of school
I was doing the best that I could
But she kept runnin' away from this world
These children are so hard to raise good
Why wasn't God
me? They all conspiracy theories
Worthless, like testing Ev' defeats the purpose
Since the beginning, intrigued by pot and attentive women
still born...I will not stoop to the level of the stoop that y'all chill on
If the building's boarded up and the children of the corn
-er Liquor Store
together learned to count on each other
When you live off the land you ain't got time to think of another man's color
The cotton was high and the corn was
the
Children of the corn
And the unborn
Do it for the speedy trials
And all the lies you done sworn
How you gon' keep the man
Old Mr. Crooked ass preachin'
Half the world is hungry
Just through being born
And every day is a compromise
For a grain of corn
And half the world have too much
Their only
To kill himself by overdosing and lived
He had the mind of a two-year old and drooled creamed corn
On his Thomas the tank engine sweater
to born
Moving the vibe but the youth be on demon time
Now we be out here the children of corn
Gotta get it just by any means
We aint selling our soul for
faceless
And the bookie's closing all of my cases man
[Sample (Devil Shit - Children of the Corn)]
Suicide will lead me to this
Deadly choice, seven days
the fuck is going on?
And for the love of God, has a demon spawned?"
The children of the corn are here and now my life is gone
Little did I know it's just
simultaneously
GMO corn alters your entire physiology
It can change your blood pressure it can change your risk of heart disease
It can alter your gene expression
To subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull
Bodies slam, to oxygen, drop a mule
Urinating rocket fuel, freestylin over gospel tunes
Rhymes by
me? They all conspiracy theories
Worthless, like testing Ev' defeats the purpose
Since the beginning, intrigued by pot and attentive women
around fam and the warmth of Christmas
Children's laughter when they rush to open up the presents
When I'm having hard times, this is what I remember
Their aim at last in sight
The King's men dressed in purest white
Were driven back by force
And the fighting grew more violent
As the battle took its
Squinting from blinding rays of the sun
Deep in the heart of July
There to perform for children of corn
Whose crops stood well twelve foot high
them all crash
While the children flee from the suburb streets
The cars veer off the road, swallowed by the sea
and the writer's peril,
When they come from the over the mountain
Yeah we'll run we'll run right around them
We've got no guns no we don't have any weapons
Just our corn
Farthing elation exacerbating your hatred
Aching to break the plaster surrounding the inner Daedalus
Watching all of your children get cremated by the rays
he worked the land
By the sweat of his brow, the callus of the his hand
Couldn't do it by himself naw his kids had to help
All nine, all day, all
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