I hurt the gingerbread boy Cuz he's pretend-bread boy Little cookie man never waved to me So he got knocked out
Man, cuz I flow La jiggy jar jar doo Dur dur dur dee dur Man, I just flow Shoe shine
No one wanted your stinking tiara Cuz 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
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh La jiggy jar jar doo Dur dur dur dee dur
I threw a brick in the air That shouldn't matter cuz a brick is just a brick 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
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh La jiggy jar jar doo Dur dur dur dee dur
Now all the walkers sing!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Oh oh oh, oh oh oh I just like to dance Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Carl poppa
Cellblok wisdom French braid tabletop If you mess with carl poppa I'm coming at you like One, two, 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 Cuz we 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
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
La jiggy jar jar doo Dur dur dur dee dur
Because I flow Because I flow Carl poppa Carl poppa
I can barely remember pre-apocalypse I guess nothing rhymes with that Except maybe taco lips