MF Grimm - The Hunt For The Gingerbread Man lyrics

This is for all you crumb a** n******gs (crumbs, crumbs) [MF Grimm] Catch me if you can, I'm the gingerbread man Beat, murder cases, while the jury still at grand Dispose of the mold, yes I always keep a plan I case I got a chop up cookie cutters in my hand Burn, baby burn, keep a furnace on my land I know hell is hot, I walk with a fan That's the way the cookie crumbles so try to understand I'm laughing while you stumble cause you rumble like a girl If people were just humble it would be a better world Bring it, I got guns, f** what you care Talking like you pumping n***a, I'm on to your scheme n***a I know you glaze and your hearth is crispy cream Cash rules everything around me a**holes like you astound me Brain infected, pretending you're a beast When God created you he added too much yeast Whether internet gangster of cellphone thug I will take your life and that's on everything I love I take d**h serious, I don't love much You must be delirious if you think you can't be touched JFK in Texas caught one in the boulder Event the pope took one in the shoulder So what you think so special about you (s**er) I'm short of a loaf half baked as a crew Divide and conquer, in half brake you I'll ride out to die n***a, I'll take you I'm quick to catch a body now in my old age I've seen the mistakes that Carlito made A young n***a'll k** you if you sleep and move slow So wide 'em out, baby, block will got to go Fiends nodded cause I got a mean flow Show you I made of 'em by the dough I'm the dough, n***a [Hook] (I get money, money I got) (And police couldn't touch me because I was payin 'em) (But not with no money - Yo, I was frayin 'em) (And that's the life, that I live) (Got to get my motherf**ing money right) (So yeah, I'll stick a n***a most definite) (Blast the black metal at you) (Now it's like motherf**ing Vietnam) [MF Grimm] Gingy, money stacker, heat packer Bleach flour, try to stay away from crackers Saltine even, if they graham Animals around courts of mayhem Some animals perpetuate 'em like they ritz Man, f** the crackers they don't mean sh** Half-bakes doing hits Half-bakes doing hits Pills bury dope boy, he will meet defeat I murdered cookie monster in the middle of the street Rob Keebler Elves, we ran up in their tree We had to k** them all, witnesses you never leave Swimming in the cookie dough, we got the mother load Put the work on the block, ginger bread its time to flow Cookie Jarvis had the block, we took 'em out of there Lost all of his magic, he didn't want to share He had the cookie crook shook, Jarvis was a faker So we returned him to his baker (gunshots) That's right, his baker All mighty baker [Hook]