Aurally potent, lethal, bust steady
Man your battle stations, I'm ready
Cold gettin bigger, an idol-like figure
Play me if you want and make like a trigger
Squeeze off your best, you can huff and puff
But it's kiddie stuff because your best ain't good enough
Stand on attention, your body in line
This ain't your average rhyme, if it is, it ain't mine
Ducks, has-beens, I'ma show them all
I'm not a joker but I laugh cause y'all can't brawl
I roll the mic, smoked I lay it to rest
Embalmed in my palm, I touch it and it's blessed
Got style, I know the routine
All punks poppin junk can't join my team
I got an attitude
I run through the motions, I don't ramble
20:1 I'm up to par, don't gamble
I take it till you're broke, you think it's a joke?
The last duck that laughed choked from my smoke
I light the mic on fire, set alarms to perk
Antoinette is alert, I put bodies to work
My attitude fills the room, you can feel the tension
And if I ain't around, just mention
I'm on the way with the mic at my side
Watch the ducks hit the road up to Duckhill Drive
When I finally approach I be in the mood
To get loose and get mine, me and my attitude
I got an attitude
Come to the party with an attitude, a mood to chill
When the music starts kickin I can't keep still
Biters watchin me, eyein me, waitin to make
Little rumors causin tumors that I might break
But I'll never break, I'll just address the crowd
There's no ifs, no ands when it's pumped up loud
Cause I'ma rush em, crush em, shame, tame and blush em
Voices that are moist - I'll hush em
I'm no joke, the mic smoker of chicks
From the pack I'm the pick, no, it
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