Skullcandy

By Kid Nick

Released on May 14, 2014

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Candy on my skull can call me a child

Randy at the mall smoking on a Black 'n Mild

Fancy type of draws drool on a mild pile

Of crappy nasty shit from a Trukfit file

Aisle full of genetic foods and poisoned viles

Detected fools that create titles for trials

Reflect the raps that flow out spiles text

My dad ask him if I'm a brainwashed child

Rained, Nile pain has piled tame a rhino

Games on nitro I feel alright though

In a cycle of death I'm killing gyros

Obama clearing smoke from blowing hydro

Weed must be White House green see the lean

It's all a dream lucid moving fluidly

Scooping ice cream from that Goonies scene

New sense of nuisances for tunic fiends

Movements of CDs like the jukey be

Booty meat shaking in a groovy street

Offering on alters for altercation

Marvelous author in publications of Satan

Taking things that need taken

Away with racists and discrimination

But this nation is facing

A world consumed by the book of faces

Read that backwards then you'll understand

In between these lines is a undertaking

Mother making supper fragments

Tumbler rapist eating pages

These ages are mostly faking

Saying that we need some changes

But I'm the one who is truely saving