Graveyard Productions - Children Of The Corn [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1: Lil Grimm)
I'm the fucking scarecrow scoping at you in the damn dark
My corn yard ----- your body gonna -----
----- I'm the nigga --------------------
------------------------ of the ghost, try to screw another
Never look into my eyes, tell me what the fuck you see
All I see is dark and demons chase me in my damn dream
Bang bang to your motherfucking head, razor ----------
---------------------- head spin around all the cowards wanna run
The first commandment, ---- test the nigga Grim
If you wanna take a trip to the darkside --------------
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------------ goddamn that nigga cold
Now pray, on some holy one before you leave my bitch
I lick and murder one, there is no stop to switch
It's on my nigga ---------------------------
------------------ now we leave the bloody spot
Now think twice before you diss his click
Have you seen the crucifix
Nigga --------- children of the corn yard

(Hook)
Children of the corn
Children of the corn
Children of the corn
Since I was born, children of the corn

Verse 2: ? & (?)
Wake up, a bad morning cause I hear my victims cry
My intentions to grab my nine, cause the demons stay close to my mind
(I think it's fine, they playing the game, with some motherfucking -------)
The demons they hit to the brain, (guess who)
Spirit of jesse james (I think it's strange)
I'm telling these demons to ---------------
But if you want to play I spray
Don't know why ------- the AK
(So make my day, I'm sleeping in the darkness surrounding by ---
I smoke my blunt dip)
Oh shit there goes the demons again (you comprehend)
My hood is filled with killers mayne some thugs
So what you coward gonna do when it come to pushing shove
(---------, in nineteen seventy six a killer is born
A paranoiac schizophrenic children of the corn)

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Walking into the wilderness ------------
Evils thoughts are on my mind so I grab my plastic nine
One more time
Aim it at your skull cause I don't show no love
---- killer on the realer, how do you figure ----
Stay in your fucking place cause you don't know how to play
Move to LA you living there but I smoke ----------
(Sippin alize), --------------------
I'm pulling my chrome, let's get it on get it on John
Watch me pull out of my whip and bitches -----------
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What goes to my niggas Graveyard, I bet I split your heart into some part
---------- I'm crazy in the mind
Sick of having to flip I grab my dick and bust a nut then kill the bitch
Fucking trippy cause you know I don't show no love
Bitches talking shit mayne they -------------------
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Ptaying with my chrome so now it's on, children of the corn