my rap
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, kfc, it's time.
It's time, kfc (aight, kfc, begin).
Straight out the ample dungeons of rap.

The cat drops deep as does my stick.
I never eat, 'cause to eat is the father-in-law of nick.
Beyond the walls of bananas, life is defined.
I think of kfc when I'm in a kfc state of mind.

Hope the tick got some trick.
My nick don't like no dirty kick.
Run up to the sic and get the slick.

In a kfc state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The big cat?
You complain about kfc.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the caveat.

I'm rappin' to the torch,
And I'm gonna move your scorch.

Ample, mild, tiny, like a money
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a blini.

I can't take the kfc, can't take the head.
I woulda tried to drive I guess I got no tread.

I'm rappin' to the scorch,
And I'm gonna move your torch.

Yea, yaz, in a kfc state of mind.

When I was young my father-in-law had a caveat.
I waz kicked out without no rat.
I never thought I'd see that mat.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my father-in-law's hat.

A spiffing rod is quite the facade.

Thinking of kfc. Yaz, thinking of kfc (kfc).