CROPS

[Verse 1] Christen me a believer I’ve been to Valhalla with Saladin and Leonidas As petite as you may be Still hear you squeak and it tedious I’ve seen you in a Prius tryna up your salary-us I know the killer’s code I kill a man with his neck out Yes it really wrong I’m Peter Pan with it Make sure that they never grow Flight To heavens, Never landing, swear they’ll never know 'Cos I’m the Tidy type I never mess shit up I do the cha-cha 'Cos I'm a champion Sipping tea thats chai Whilst playing grand piano I’m a fuckin' dog thats why they pat me down woah Ripping propositions up Don't need advice, no And I'm hitting from the hip 'Cos with a Howitzer I’m ice cold I got a SKRRRRRTTTTT I wanna race Erase the smile off your face So less of the talking Less of the chat Ugly-ass soul with a visual to match I’m into fashion Elegant taste So how’m I survive on minimum wage I'm gonna die But not today Won't throw in the towel 'Til I get my way Ten seconds til lift off Im up in the sky but I'm pissed off See the gist of What I’m tryn' say Is I’m ticked off Til it's ticked off [Bridge] Duwop You know I came with the crew Simmer down, you're alone What you planning on doing? Duwop You know I got a screw loose Pop in this metropolis No I'm not one for the rules [Verse 2] Look I told you man I’m in it Been in it from the second That I hopped out of this mini I really didn't have to Seat was back and windows tinted I just thought I’d join the party Before cake was cut and finished If you're the party clown Then that just leaves the magician No audition necessary Make your nose red so it's sniffling Cocoa, I might pour some for Those whom I gave caution to But didn't listen I spill their guts with ammunition Tight are the ropes I walk on, ey Hide in the dark it's best I stay Right on the mark, I’ve blessed my aim Get a headshot hundred miles away Today ain't your day is it? And my wristwatch still got time to waste Come into the crops If you want say it to my face [Chorus] If you wan' talk with me hope That you don't mind coming to the crops I’m telling u the crops are crazy With the rats and crows, I'm in a flock If you wanna talk with me hope That you don't mind, walking through the crops Telling you the crops are crazy With the rats and crows I'm in a flock [Verse 3] Really, really wrong Yeah I'm really wrong Barrel-roll it, like my son Diddy Kong Don't know Big or Pac, but I’ll do that Mily, milly, milly rock It be hot Supersonic ambience It be top In the city I'm topless I'm rare though Better chance of spotting the Loch Ness Or Werewolves I’ll keep deposits from the shareholders Then dash with the cash buy a rare motor then Snowball like a mogul Money taker, trouble maker Buy the Lakers and the Celtics make ‘em Play ball when I say so Keep a couple pesos For my kids when they need felt-tips For future reference, lets see if my Range-Rove, in a cell fits [Chorus] If you wan' talk with me hope That you don't mind coming to the crops I’m telling you the crops are crazy With the rats and crows, I'm in a flock If you wanna talk with me hope That you don't mind, walking through the crops Telling you the crops are crazy With the rats and crows I'm in a flock