歌曲 | Duck Down - LP Version |
歌手 | Boogie Down Productions |
专辑 | Sex & Violence |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
You say ah-one for the trouble, two for the time | |
Ah-come on y'all, let's rock that... | |
Duck! or wind up down!! | |
Fiyah! huh | |
Pal joey in the house, d square in the house | |
Check it out | |
You're stuck up, your luck's up, you ****ed up, you're mud up | |
You can't even jump up, so shut the **** up | |
Whattup? tough love, buck buck bucka | |
Is all you're gonna hear when krs-one step up | |
I'm thick like syrup, no, i'm not ?kura? | |
Sit back and relax and watch the krs era | |
No i won't let up, because of how i'm set up | |
I come in the jam with the crazy fresh lyrics so you get up | |
Mc's get wet up, they met up with atypical | |
Subliminal, i'm original metaphysical criminal minder | |
Fighter, petty gangster that flips em neither | |
I simply grab the mic and make the party get liver | |
I'ma, rhymer, with a tim-er attack | |
To your mind, a reminder of what kind of headliner | |
You'll see, when you come to the show | |
Blastmaster krs-one, leo -- the lion | |
Cryin mc's they be cryin | |
When they sizzle in a big pot grease beggin, "please, please!" | |
But i'll be efficient and flexin wisdom cuisine | |
Then dismiss it as kris and kenny | |
Rockin many, good n plenty | |
Any mc tests me gets done | |
Lyrically hung, i surgically remove his tongue | |
Duck! sucker mc's duck! | |
Bo! duck down! | |
Sucker mc's duck! | |
Duck! sucker mc's duck down! | |
I don't battle to lose or win, i battle | |
To ruin your whole career, yo, watch what you doin | |
I'm permanent punk, like a metallic marker | |
Krs-one, but you'll call me mr. parker | |
A pity i'm k-r, you ain't no superstar | |
Ha ha hee hee, blastmaster krs-one be | |
Ripping up mc's with their meaningless words, y'know | |
There's more wit, to one of my turds of shit | |
You ain't shit, you never was shit | |
So i spit, on your number one hit, now quit! | |
Leave the poetry, it's just too strong for thee | |
Maybe we should rethink the strategy see | |
Poetry i speak, fluently i think youse a sucker | |
Cause the only word you know is mother****er | |
Yo, you don't see a whole race in bondage | |
No, you grab the microphone and feed em garbage | |
Yo, everything about me is fresher than fresher | |
Than fresher than fresh, of course it's krs | |
Flashing lyrics, metaphysics, unlike you idiots | |
Be doing, i'm pursuing, chewing your whole crew | |
And what you feel like doin, your face they be ungluin | |
Like a gift, don't step to krs, you're dismissed! | |
Duck! duck! | |
Sucker mc's duck down! | |
Duck! bo! | |
Ree-winnnnnd!! | |
Duck! bo! |
You say ahone for the trouble, two for the time | |
Ahcome on y' all, let' s rock that... | |
Duck! or wind up down!! | |
Fiyah! huh | |
Pal joey in the house, d square in the house | |
Check it out | |
You' re stuck up, your luck' s up, you ed up, you' re mud up | |
You can' t even jump up, so shut the up | |
Whattup? tough love, buck buck bucka | |
Is all you' re gonna hear when krsone step up | |
I' m thick like syrup, no, i' m not ? kura? | |
Sit back and relax and watch the krs era | |
No i won' t let up, because of how i' m set up | |
I come in the jam with the crazy fresh lyrics so you get up | |
Mc' s get wet up, they met up with atypical | |
Subliminal, i' m original metaphysical criminal minder | |
Fighter, petty gangster that flips em neither | |
I simply grab the mic and make the party get liver | |
I' ma, rhymer, with a timer attack | |
To your mind, a reminder of what kind of headliner | |
You' ll see, when you come to the show | |
Blastmaster krsone, leo the lion | |
Cryin mc' s they be cryin | |
When they sizzle in a big pot grease beggin, " please, please!" | |
But i' ll be efficient and flexin wisdom cuisine | |
Then dismiss it as kris and kenny | |
Rockin many, good n plenty | |
Any mc tests me gets done | |
Lyrically hung, i surgically remove his tongue | |
Duck! sucker mc' s duck! | |
Bo! duck down! | |
Sucker mc' s duck! | |
Duck! sucker mc' s duck down! | |
I don' t battle to lose or win, i battle | |
To ruin your whole career, yo, watch what you doin | |
I' m permanent punk, like a metallic marker | |
Krsone, but you' ll call me mr. parker | |
A pity i' m kr, you ain' t no superstar | |
Ha ha hee hee, blastmaster krsone be | |
Ripping up mc' s with their meaningless words, y' know | |
There' s more wit, to one of my turds of shit | |
You ain' t shit, you never was shit | |
So i spit, on your number one hit, now quit! | |
Leave the poetry, it' s just too strong for thee | |
Maybe we should rethink the strategy see | |
Poetry i speak, fluently i think youse a sucker | |
Cause the only word you know is mother er | |
Yo, you don' t see a whole race in bondage | |
No, you grab the microphone and feed em garbage | |
Yo, everything about me is fresher than fresher | |
Than fresher than fresh, of course it' s krs | |
Flashing lyrics, metaphysics, unlike you idiots | |
Be doing, i' m pursuing, chewing your whole crew | |
And what you feel like doin, your face they be ungluin | |
Like a gift, don' t step to krs, you' re dismissed! | |
Duck! duck! | |
Sucker mc' s duck down! | |
Duck! bo! | |
Reewinnnnnd!! | |
Duck! bo! |
You say ahone for the trouble, two for the time | |
Ahcome on y' all, let' s rock that... | |
Duck! or wind up down!! | |
Fiyah! huh | |
Pal joey in the house, d square in the house | |
Check it out | |
You' re stuck up, your luck' s up, you ed up, you' re mud up | |
You can' t even jump up, so shut the up | |
Whattup? tough love, buck buck bucka | |
Is all you' re gonna hear when krsone step up | |
I' m thick like syrup, no, i' m not ? kura? | |
Sit back and relax and watch the krs era | |
No i won' t let up, because of how i' m set up | |
I come in the jam with the crazy fresh lyrics so you get up | |
Mc' s get wet up, they met up with atypical | |
Subliminal, i' m original metaphysical criminal minder | |
Fighter, petty gangster that flips em neither | |
I simply grab the mic and make the party get liver | |
I' ma, rhymer, with a timer attack | |
To your mind, a reminder of what kind of headliner | |
You' ll see, when you come to the show | |
Blastmaster krsone, leo the lion | |
Cryin mc' s they be cryin | |
When they sizzle in a big pot grease beggin, " please, please!" | |
But i' ll be efficient and flexin wisdom cuisine | |
Then dismiss it as kris and kenny | |
Rockin many, good n plenty | |
Any mc tests me gets done | |
Lyrically hung, i surgically remove his tongue | |
Duck! sucker mc' s duck! | |
Bo! duck down! | |
Sucker mc' s duck! | |
Duck! sucker mc' s duck down! | |
I don' t battle to lose or win, i battle | |
To ruin your whole career, yo, watch what you doin | |
I' m permanent punk, like a metallic marker | |
Krsone, but you' ll call me mr. parker | |
A pity i' m kr, you ain' t no superstar | |
Ha ha hee hee, blastmaster krsone be | |
Ripping up mc' s with their meaningless words, y' know | |
There' s more wit, to one of my turds of shit | |
You ain' t shit, you never was shit | |
So i spit, on your number one hit, now quit! | |
Leave the poetry, it' s just too strong for thee | |
Maybe we should rethink the strategy see | |
Poetry i speak, fluently i think youse a sucker | |
Cause the only word you know is mother er | |
Yo, you don' t see a whole race in bondage | |
No, you grab the microphone and feed em garbage | |
Yo, everything about me is fresher than fresher | |
Than fresher than fresh, of course it' s krs | |
Flashing lyrics, metaphysics, unlike you idiots | |
Be doing, i' m pursuing, chewing your whole crew | |
And what you feel like doin, your face they be ungluin | |
Like a gift, don' t step to krs, you' re dismissed! | |
Duck! duck! | |
Sucker mc' s duck down! | |
Duck! bo! | |
Reewinnnnnd!! | |
Duck! bo! |