[Lyric] The Corny Bunch (Double (2))

[Intro: Double]
When ever you think about something too much
And get your panties up in a bunch
Just remeber we're out for lunch
This is the song of the Corny Bunch

[Verse 1: Double]
Midnight, rolls around everyone is money hungry
The air, is so damn buggy
Mason stands on his trailler roof
Sharpening his knives on an old hoof
You may think he's trouble but he's not planning to kill
He just cut up a gill
He's a shark fisherman, but one not to fuck with
Now whenever you listen you make think it's a myth
But Mason here doesn't like humans the girrafe porn is the best
But at the end of the day he will permanatly rest

[Verse 2: Double]
With Murder in his eyes
Greg, is within the prize
Sineging all his clothes
Kicking fuckers, to learn the ropes
Thinking, high and mighty
Bullets flying, like fethers lightly
Mr. Corny, killed his son
You may think he's almost done
But nope, there goes his wife
Now your think, who's life?
Will he take next, like Slim Shady
Wants lunges coughed up
And will drink 'em, out his cup
Mason, was rich
But Greg, killed that bitch
Three more lives, millionaire
Takes your money, billionaire
Does Shroomes, like Super Mario
And fucks up pooh, and Eeor
Killing cartoons, is his life
Fuck guns, he'll use a knife
The first single
He's now to mingle
But it's cancelled, drink it up
Jumps up, yells BLUUUP!
Now look behind you, there he is
But that blood, it's all his
Smooking crack, but it kills
Now he's too old, to fuck with pills