Beat
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
M**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 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)
Yeah
I just like to dance
Yeah!
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
Cause 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
Yeah
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
M**I just flow
Carl Poppa
M**I just flow
Carl Poppa
I can barely remember pre-apocalypse
Carl Poppa
Uh, I guess nothing rhymes with that
Except maybe "taco lips"
M**I just flow
Carl Poppa
M**I just flow
Carl Poppa
You cannot handle the flow, son
