I hurt the
Gingerbread Boy
Cuz he's Pretend-Bread Boy.
Little cookie man
Never Waved to me
So he got knocked out.
Because I flow
La Jiggy Jar Jar Doo
Dur Dur Dur Dee Dur
Man, I just flow
Shoeshine...
And no one wanted
your stinkin tiara
(Hey, hey, hey)
Cause 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.
(Ahh, Ahh)
La Jiggy Jar Jar Doo
Dur Dur Dur Dee Dur
I threw a brick
in the air
(What kind of brick?)
Shouldn't matter
because 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.
They keep walking
Walking my way.
If they're talking
Can't Tell what they say.
They keep falling
Over stuff iñ
in their way.
Dead dudes walking
Can ruin your day.
(Ahh, Ahh)
La Jiggy Jar Jar Doo
Dur Dur Dur Dee Dur
Now all the walkers sing
(Ahh, Ahh) x6
I just like to dance
Carl Poppa
Cellblock Wisdom
French braid
Table top.
If you mess
with the Carl Poppa...
Uh, I'm coming at you like 1, 2
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
it 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
Wordsmith
Rhymes.
Hama lama
Sima lama
Hama lama
Someone had to cut
my baby sister
out my mama.
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.
And no one wanted
your stinkin tiara
Cause 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 get a funeral
If you don't Wise Up
and call me
Carl Poppa.
Jiggy Jar Jar Doo
Dur Dur Dur Dee Dur
Man, I just flow
Carl Poppa x 2
Man, I just flow
Carl Poppa x 3
I can barely
remember
pre-apocalypse
Carl Poppa
Uh, I guess nothing
rhymes with that
except maybe
taco lips.
Man, I just flow
Carl Poppa x 2
Man, I just flow
Carl Poppa...
You cannot
handle the flow, son.

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