Duck Down Presents

[Rock]<br>Yo son hit me, this shit`s three times fatter than my sis be<br>Fatter than the last spliff I smoked wit the dred-nitty<br>It be Alvin Catraz, don`t forget me<br>Remember this? It went down like this see<br>Long story short, I`m in this joint livin shifty<br>In the cloud of smoke, in the club where ya bitch be<br>She leavin wit me, the no g rap work lovely<br>She with three other dimes and they all wanna fuck me<br>Yeah they want me, why, cuz I`m so macho<br>Some cats wanna bluck me, but they ain`t go no<br>Wins wit the bummy jab, call me Rocko<br>Stop foes, makin shit hot like Sounds of Dew Nacho<br>Not cho average guy, I never fit in<br>Ran wit these steps, startin trouble for a livin<br>Like Tyson`s ex-chick, we stay robbin and givin<br>Aches and pains, parley, y`all end up missin<br><br>[Smack Man]<br>This goes out to all of my thug niggas<br>Peace, one love niggas, to lock down and drug niggas<br><br>[Lord Digga]<br>I`m comin in through Brownsville and Flatbush, niggas bout to get mush<br>Makin crews change they faces like some bitches<br>Who you screwin, what you doin, nuthin, Gold Pass iced up, frontin<br>Bout to get your back blown out, cuz we goin out blastin<br>Anybody gets body for askin, whose them niggas<br>Duck Down and Digga, bout to deliver<br>You head in a box, off the top of ya neck<br>Some men of steel, wit nine techs<br>Everybody hit the deck, we got next<br>Yo game it`s over, some wild cats from BK<br>Fuck Villanova, get ya Earth and ya Wisdom after playin strip poker<br>Ain`t no jokers here, bout to smoke ya where<br>You stand from the first to the last man<br>Keep blastin and every bodies passin to gas man<br><br>[Ruck]<br>Yo S-E A-N-P R-I-C, yo, don`t forget the E<br>My category, top rankin, stop thinkin<br>That you can fuck wit the Ruckus, when shots sinkin<br>Where it goin son, who give a fuck where it land at<br>Long as my gems phat and at same time this man flat<br>I slam cats, yet and still they still don`t understand that<br>Heltah Skeltah only mean war pa, so stand back<br>This man raps, whatever the fuck I feel like<br>I feel like I can bust your head wit this steel pipe<br>Yo, I`m wiggin out, off the weed that I just got from my nigga house<br>Never give and shout, cuz the front don`t buck web<br>I snuff heads, on the D-L, since I cut dreads<br><br>[Smack Man]<br>It`s the thug hemmy, Henneccy and Remi bent me<br>Cognac and Semi place unknown for mind stone<br>Plus the stress and hustlin, got me catchin ulcers<br>Me and these military soldiers, connects takin over<br>Keep my burner in the soldier hoister<br>Three deep inside a hummer jeep, reclined in the leather seat<br>Between me and the cream, let no man intervene<br>You got me trapped in the state of depression like a fiend<br>But on the other side, hustlin is just a struggle<br>Tryin to make this loot double, and watch my block bubble<br>When you hustle hand to hand, can`t afford to lose a bond<br>Every day is a war, like you live in Vietnam<br>On every block there`s a snitch, stoppin you from gettin rich<br>Some old noisy bitch, son ain`t that some shit<br>It`s Trent French, swing a bat like Johnny Bench<br>On my workers, when they try to short me for chips<br>If I gotta get dirty for dough, guess I`ll filthy rich<br>Screamin, fuck the police, cuz life is a bitch<br><br>[Tek]<br>I can be ya enemy, ya friend, fuck ya bitch, rob ya man<br>How I`m above average, what you can`t understand<br>It`s Tek-a-milion, it`s the plan or aim<br>Watch how many niggas envy once I cop this range<br><br>[Steele]<br>These niggas crazy, thinkin they can take me, ST<br>Take less then three seconds to cock and squeeze on my enemies<br>See me ridin, enterprisin on my cellular<br>Black entrepreneur, you hate, so to hell wit ya<br>I dealt wit niggas like y`all before, and I`m tellin ya<br>You see me, I`m quick to broad, quicker to draw<br>And the only art I know, is the art of war<br>Not your average, I`m like Picasso wit a four-four<br>Bust my gat abstract, get artistic wit a biscuit<br>You only got one life to live, so why risk it<br>Police, trace ballistics, off the bullets we bust<br>Can`t depend on my many friends, so in guns we trust<br>Cannon blast wit the thrust of the thunderous<br>Kick ass for fun or to get more funds for us<br>Dangerous go for the heart, and attackin high jackin<br>This rap shit, will get me put in straight jackets<br>Can`t hack it, so I hack shit, get punk now