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[Intro]
Beep
x 2
[Verse]
I hurt the gingerbread boy
Cuz he's pretend-bread boy
Little cookie man never waved to me
So he got knocked out.
Man, cuz I flow.
La jiggy Jar Jar doo
Dur dur dur dee dur
Man, I just flow
Shoe shine
[Chorus]
No one wanted your stinking tiara
Cuz no one wanted your sticky chair
And why you always talk about the cool kids who take archery
Yeah, you're a shrinky dink
You'll get a funeral if you don't wise up and call me Carl Poppa
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
La jiggy Jar Jar doo
Dur dur dur dee dur
[Verse 2]
I threw a brick in the air (What kind of brick?)
That shouldn't matter cause a brick is just a brick (Word)
Dark days, darker nights,
Found my way down a hall without a light
Because I flow
La jiggy Jar Jar doo
Dur dur dur dee dur
This whole thing where random dead people try to kill me's gotta go.
[Chorus]
They keep walking, walking my way
If they're talking, can't tell what they say
They keep falling, over stuff in their way
Dead dudes walking can ruin your day
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
La jiggy Jar Jar doo
Dur dur dur dee dur
Now all the walkers sing!
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
Yeah, I just like to dance.(Yeah!)
Carl Poppa
[Verse 3]
Cellblock wisdom
French braid tabletop
If you mess with Carl Poppa, (Uh)
I'm coming at you like, one, two, walkers in the back of the club
I'm guessing it's a club where everyone dies
If they try to dance to the music that doesn't play
Cause we don't got no electricity
What we got is bones, bones, bones
Piles of bones, bones, bones, bones, bones
If you try to step to me, hit you in the femur
With another femur that is laying on the ground (Yeah)
Wordsmith. Rhymes.
Hama lama sima lama hama lama
Someone had to cut my baby sister out my mama
[Chorus]
They keep walking, walking my way
If they're talking, can't tell what they say
They keep falling, over stuff in their way
Dead dudes walking can ruin your day
They keep walking, (no one wanted your stinking tiara) walking my way
If they're talking, (cause no one wanted your sticky chair) can't tell what they say
They keep falling, (why you always talking about the cool kids
who take archery. You're a shrinky dink) over stuff in their way
Dead dudes walking (If you don't wise up and call me Carl Poppa) can ruin your day
Carl Poppa
[Bridge]
La jiggy Jar Jar doo
Dur dur dur dee dur
Man, I just flow
Carl Poppa
Carl Poppa
Man I just flow.
Carl Poppa
I can barely remember pre-apocalypse. (Carl Poppa)
I guess nothing rhymes with that, except maybe taco lips
(Carl Poppa)
[Outro]
You cannot handle the flow, son