[Intro]
The children!

[Verse 1: Lil' Grimm]
I'm the fucking scarecrow scoping at you in the damn dark
My corn yard [?] your body gonna split apart
I was there, I'm the n***a
[?] 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
This is the first commandment, thou shalt not test the n***a Grimm
If you wanna take a trip to the darkside [?]
How about I rip your fucking ? of your spinal cord
Can't you think this shit GODDAMN that n***a's 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 n***a YEAH IT'S ON [?]
[?] now we leave the bloody spot
Now think twice before you diss his click
Have you seen the crucifix?
N***a [?] children of the corn yard

[Chorus]
The Children of the Corn
The Children of the Corn
The Children of the Corn
Since I was born, Children of the Corn
[Verse 2: [?] & [?]]
Wake up, a bad morning 'cause they 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 sleepin'in the darkness surrounding by saints
I smoke my blunt dip)
Oh shit there goes the demons again (You comprehend)
My hood is filled with killers maine some thugs
So what you coward gonna do when it come to pushing shove
([?], in nineteen seventy six a killer is born
The paranoiac and schizophrenic Children of the Corn)

[Chorus]
The Children of the Corn
The Children of the Corn
The Children of the Corn
Since I was born, Children of the Corn

[Verse 3]
Walking into the wilderness again and speakin' with a djinn
Evils thoughts are on my mind so I grip my plastic nine
One more time
Aimin' 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 dope and hay?
(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 better to get to steppin'
[?]
[?]
What goes to my n***as 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 maine they gotta pay the cost to the boss
You dare to cross my path you sittin' on my chrome?
Playing with my chrome so now it's on, Children of the Corn
[Chorus]
The Children of the Corn
The Children of the Corn
The Children of the Corn
Children of the Corn Crops
Children of the Corn Crops
Children of the Corn Crops