Chicken in the Corn (RiseUp Original Version)

Ey, hehehehehe You know my name is Brushy One String, you know I've been to San Francisco I say I see my friend, Poncho He says, hey One String There's something you got to know, you know? I said, yeah? When we are back on our saddles and our horses when we go home We sing this old country song like this, hehe Chicken in the corn And the corn can′t grow, mamma When chicken in the corn And the corn can't grow When chicken in the corn Say the corn can't grow, mamma When chicken in the corn Say the corn can′t grow Yeah I'm on my way to San Francisco Where I'm with my friend and his name was Poncho He said one string There's something you got to know When we are back on our saddles and our horses Where we go We sing this Chicken in the corn And the corn can't grow, mamma When chicken in the corn Say the corn can′t grow When chicken in the corn And the corn can't grow, mamma When chicken in the corn Say the corn can′t grow Don't need to brag No need to boast I can rock you from a pillow And to post to post When the music′s nice We play them twice While the girls are screaming out like mice My name is Brushy I'm the King of String Also rap you a music And to let you sing It doesn't really matter what the people wanna say I rap my music night and day Rap my music night and day When chicken in the corn Say the corn can′t grow, mamma When chicken in the corn Say the corn can′t grow, no no no Chicken in the corn Say the corn can't grow, mamma When chicken in the corn Say the corn can′t grow (Scat singing) Chicken in the corn And the corn can't grow, mamma When chicken in the corn Say the corn can′t grow When chicken in the corn Say the corn can't grow, mamma When chicken in the corn Say the corn can′t grow Don't need to brag No need to boast I can rock you from a pillow And to post to post When the music's nice And we'll play them twice While the girls are screaming out like mice My name is Brushy I′m the King of String Also rap you a music And to let you sing It doesn′t really matter what the people wanna say I rap my music night and day Rock them night and day

And chicken in the corn And the corn can't grow, mamma When chicken in the corn Y'all Get the chicken out your corn, y'all Get the chicken out your corn, y'all