lalala...lalalala the candy man,
he makes the world taste good lalala..
the candy man can...
now what the fuck you do when this guy comes to you/ with his colorful van, look like it came for the game candyland/ tells you hes the candyman and to get in(GET IN)/ when you get in you notice a gat in his hand/ i hope this guys a nice candyman...
lalalala the candy man,
he makes the world taste good lalala..
the candy man can...
"now GET OUT MUTHA FUCKA!, im no candy man im an ACHOLIC TRUCKA"/ ...oh my God are you fucked now/ what are you going to run back and tell every one in town/no, your going to die now cause your stupid,/ this guy had you playing a little pitch and catch with you/ now you have chains around your ankles/
kid:noooo please nooooooo..
lalalala the candy man,
he makes the world taste good lalala..
the candy man can...
then the cops bust in with automatic weapons, helmets, and pads on there knees/ crash open the door,"everone freeze"/ by the time they find you , you've all ready been dead for a while/ missin' all your skin, it was saved off Buffalo Bill style..
lalalala the candy man,
he makes the world taste good lalala..
the candy man can
lalalala the candy man,
he makes the world taste good lalala..
the candy man can...
lalalala the candy man,
he makes the world taste good lalala..
the candy man can...
