[Lyric] CRIB DEATH (COCKAHOLICS)

[Intro]
Uh oh, stinky

[Hook]
Poopy (Yeah, yeah)
Poopy (I just merked your son)

[Verse 1]
Yeah the baby's in the crib man
Not alive it's not
Not alive it's not
Not alive it's not
Yeah the worms gonna get to it
Not alive it's not
Not alive it's not
Not alive it's not
Daddy came in with the crib death
Baby's gonna rot
Baby's gonna rot
Baby's gonna rot
Yeah at least he not crying yeah there's nothing going on
Yeah the baby's room is empty 'cause the baby is gone
[Interlude]
Coco seco
Coco seco
Coco seco
Coco seco

[Verse 2]
Kill kids in the street like a real G
When I see and alive child that's a treat G
I keep a dead child hanging out my car trunk
But only on the left side, yeah that's the kid side
Ain't no other way to kill the kids the way I say
I kill so much you thought I was a real gay
Two, three-three- one, yep three
That's how many kids I killed like a real G
I can't fake it I make it and see I take it yeah
I specialise in making all the kids die

[Verse 3]
Kill so many kids, call me thalidomide
The kids see me and they run, they tryna hide
Under 16 better run 'cause I'm on it
Got organs of children, taped to my bonnet
Yeah your son acts tough but his neck not
Crying cause he on a table with a big pot
Weight of his death, too much to carry
I'm the Hitler of children, PM Iain Parry, fuck sake
[Hook]
Poopy
Poopy