Lyrics:
Children Of The Corn Collector S Edition

for cabbage The habbits more lavage the savage Inside the Land rental, y'all know what y'all ran into Cam's mental, broke this man's dental Up in Grand

pass it Stay blasted, Jurrasic type cash up the ass split I'm mad sick, when shit get hectic, I wet shit When my Tec spit, it's redrum cause I'm dyslexic

bloodshed Aka castro And I'm Killa Cam, motherfucking Hussien And we gonna drop it like this, check it [Chorus] It's hard to get by, that's why we get

where you're form it's where you at" So when you walk through Harlem faggot watch your back [Rakim] "It ain't where you're from it's where you at" So

on my spark list Damn right Blood's a murderer, I don't play I fucking slay Fuck around and get your brains blown like JFK Lee Harvey that's my idol,

[Cam'Ron] Aiiyo what good is all the guns and techs And dumbs respect to keep your sons in check If your cash don't come correct? [Bloodshed] Yeah I

when you come to me yo believe you getting frisked up Why [Chorus] It don't matter what you do or say We capping you, kilo capital, Harlem USA [x2] [Bloodshed] COC's