Coming back out the cracks of sofas and fanny packs
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This ain't a candy rap this is where the candy attacks
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See when they're lost that's when their sanity snaps
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They break laws, not Jawbreakers, but break jaws.
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In fact, real heavy like a monkey on your back
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Got some thumb tacks playing pin the donkey with the cat
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Bump that, plant a firecracker where you dump at
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Right beside the shower where you keep the dick pump at
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Oh no they're creeping like some ninjas in the dojo
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They'll knock the little man off the horsie on your polos for sure yo
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Crushing all your dreams cut the strings in your yoyo
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Trade your Lamborghini to your Volvo
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Till now I bet you thought this was a promo
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But no no, this is Boba Fett meets Han Solo
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Kids gone loco until you sink your teeth in
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You know the motto, if life's a treat then you're eatina¢æ|
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These kids are cruel till the day that they're chewed damn
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That's bad news now they're in a bad mood damn
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First they're sour then they're sweet little dudes
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And they will fight the power till they're food.
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Now eat em up, eat em up
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Shut up and eat em up
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This beat goes hard, I gotta beat it up
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It's like I'm young I gotta heat it up.
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And when the candy goes wrong gotta eat em up.
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Oh snap look what fell out the patch
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Right in this fool's lap how uncool is that.
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Alright jack, now you're on the wrong side of the map
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With a busted GPS on the wrong side of the snacks
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That fight back in fact they're rolling like the army
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Throw bleach in your laundry then unfold your origami
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I like that some snacks are sweeter in the end
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But then again, ain't nothing sweeter than revenge
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Now they're on your Facebook deleting all your friends
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Clogging up your toilet with a poop eating grin
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All up in your closet cutting holes in every pocket
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That you'd like to keep your wallet that's a promise I'm a pimp
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Wipe the music off your MP3, burn a rug, pull the plug on your MTV
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This is thug vision in 3D, and these kids ain't worried they play dirty like they're O.D.B.
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These kids are cruel till the day that they're chewed damn
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That's bad news now they're in a bad mood damn
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First they're sour then they're sweet little dudes
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And they will fight the power till they're food.
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Now eat em up, eat em up
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Shut up and eat em up
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This beat goes hard, I gotta beat it up
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It's like I'm young I gotta heat it up.
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And when the candy goes wrong gotta eat em up.
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World Gone Sour (The Lost Kids)
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