Chicken Soup (feat. Jon Ditty & Freelow)

I got some chicken soup, baby, I'm a serve it in a bowl Fill up your belly, baby, warm up your frozen soul This is a hold up, a poultry fruit rollup, Cradle soup in my ladell fill your soul and bowl up I'm MMMM MMMMM Good, and it's understood Stickman selling soup in your neighborhood They lining up to taste it, your soul is fever stricken I boil down to basics and let the broth and plot thicken Chicken soup, pickin loops and kicking the blues Stickman still stickin with my blue suede shoes You stayed home from school, now I'm on your front lawn Get it while it's hot and good before it's gone I'm a tamborine, (man) that shit is for the byrds Must of stole a dictionary cause I got a way with words The beat's a chinese finger trap; I can't resist If only Eastern medicine were covered by my insurance I'd be the Lorax; I'm poor-ass downloading a torrent of T-Racks And wore mask in case my illness render me contagious Deductible what? My out-of-pocket can't afford that Lymphatics don't act the way my belly will store fat So for that, when more cats rain I best to wear my wellies Yo! Jon Ditty's a bargain next to drugs by Martin Shkreli Smell me, it's Vick's Vapo; rap don't need a capo "Ayo" when I'm sick it's not me asking for some yayo Why's no veggie soup produced without the use of chicken stock? I'm just tryna' cure the common; it's progressive, not Progresso You know you need it, get to feeding on it, you want it You know you need it, get to feeding on it, you want it Baby it's cold outside, baby it's cold outside Don't run, don't hide, just get some soup inside your life