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CIBO MATTO
Know Your Chicken
16 years ago, one day,
I was walking down the street
I was cruising in brooklyn
You know what I mean?
Something was cooking,
But wasn't yet a chicken.
There was a man,
Selling chicks in a box.
He said, '2 for 1, but 3 for 2.'
I said, 'that's not bad,
Here's money for you.'
One was magenta,
The other was blue.
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
One day, the blue one went away.
The other grew up fuckin' well.
She was noisy every night.
I had always chicken-bite.
Then I met a lover
One night, she made me dinner.
Licking finger, I wondered
Where she got the chicken.
Then I met a lover.
One night, she made me dinner.
Licking finger, I wondered
Where she got the chicken.
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick.
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
Spare the rod and spoil the chick
Before you go and shit a brick
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
She went to college to study anatomy
I followed her father's butchery
We got 2 babies. is it cool?
One was magenta, the other was blue.
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken
I know my chicken
You got to know your chicken...
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