x2] Duck down This one is over your head boy Duck down Out fool, you'll be a dead boy Duck down You heard what I said boy Duck down What you saying huh
: [Chorus: x2] Turn it up a notch, speed it up a tab, keep my mouth duck taped I will never rat. Never swear, no I will never tell. I rather see a box
2] Duck down This one is over your head boy Duck down Out fool, you'll be a dead boy Duck down You heard what I said boy Duck down What you saying huh
[Chorus: x2] Turn it up a notch, speed it up a tab, keep my mouth duck taped I will never rat. Never swear, no I will never tell. I rather see a box
'ma start this Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my words I make herbs split up and squeal Ill is all I've been hearin lately Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape
just think once or try some school at night They're makin' radio wack, people have to escape But even if I'm banned, I'll sell a million tapes Radio
think I'm frontin' Playa you're trippin' (Chorus 2x) (Begetz) What? Gucci? What? Trick what? Lace who? I ain't amazed, boo 5 years a nigga that'll fuck you and tape
adults should speak to kids Especially when the only thing I did was speak in class I'll teach his ass Even better's what my uncle did I pop my demo tape
that loop over and over Claiming that you got a new style Your attempts are futile, Ooo chile Your puerile Brain waves are sterile You can't create, you just wait to take, my tape
tie him up with duct tape I want a new duck A mallard I think One that won't make a mess of my house Or build a nest in the bathroom sink I want a new duck
Glove and ski mask it, any body move a lick gettin' blasted When I'm in the crib for your shit and a thick plastic I got this duck tape stuck in my
I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your bitch means I 'ma rape her, all I got for these hoes is dick duck tape and a stapler so bitch
passion that Now I got my skate team and spit these acid raps So many niggas will rise, so many them niggas try So many them niggas ended up duck-taped
to see another black motherfucker shot They ran up in your spot and no one gave the orders Even Tom was tapped with a mic and a tape recorder (He was
I'm sober I won't hold a skunk, but when I'm drunk I might let her bunk in my bed, heads be sayin I'm a hunk Like a duck I'm slammin ham MC's MC's
sticker on the tape your DJ tickles I jiggle and juggle the rhymes like I was to keep you suckers all waiting My tub I rub a dub it with my rubber duck
You the ace, I'm the spade Cut, cut gay, buck, buck spray This ain't a duck, duck, goose, this duck, duck, hey Plus, hey, duct tape, ace that I got
's daytona Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck
