Lyrics

Breaking news down in Arnold Missouri tonight, two wack rappers have escaped from the local prison, they were last seen roaming the countryside, please alert the authorities if you see these two crackas.
Dropped onion rings at work not Sonic
Lemme sit you down teach you some phonics
I know the harmonics
Cuz I know em, I know em
This my fuckin version of "The Chronic"
No riddles, this ain't DC Comics
But it gon' shake the tectonics
Imma beat you up like ya name Ronnie
Or ya name Johnny, Johnny Johnny Johnny
I beat you up and down like ya name is Johnny
I'm out of words fuck-
But I keep it goin'
Cuz in Missouri you know that it's snowin
And it never snowin
So I don't phone in to work, even though I'd like to, fuck that place, I'd really really like to
Cu- Cu - Cu
Country flows
Country hoes
Country head to my toes toes
Cu - ntry
Cu - ntry
Cu
I just served cunt
Country flows, country hoes
Country head to my country toes
Friend or foe, ya never know
We gon' take ya barn, we gon' burn it slow
Country flows, country hoes
Country head to my country toes
Friend or foe, ya never know
We gon' take ya barn, we gon' burn it slow
Yea this here's how we do it in the country
On the green grass smokin' purple humpty
In the cornfields my ho look like a scarecrow
Don't approach my porch when I'm on my rockin chair bro
Might have to get out the shotgun
Blocka, blocka
Shots Run
Yea yea ringin like the church bells
And yea boy you know this here verse swell
Written by: Miles MeCloud, RS Vaughan
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