mmmm, i’m back for the payback, black.
ready to attack, so to your jaw i start to mack.
its the m*th*rf*cking compton psycho.
so suckers who be sounding so wack, don’t try to bite, yo.
you’ll play the b*tch and i’ll play the pimp.
then i’ll be pimping your *ss to make money real fast.
cause to the homies you just don’t hit.
can’t get juice with that doo-wap pop sh*t.
geah n*gg*, i just won’t quit.
my rap is bomb *ss chronic, 10 dollars a hit.
try to diss fool and i’ll shut you down.
put on a big nose fool cause its time to clown.
so now i gots to break my m*th*rf*cking foot off
in your *ss because you came back too soft.
they say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks.
well this trick is new, its the duck sick 2.
now watch me f*ck up your program.
and you’ll be saying ‘d*mn i lost my luck.’
now your *ss is stuck, m*th*rf*cker.
by the compton gangsta of rap. raised in the hood.
always up to no good.
i need to peel a cap, so i kill some
poor unfortunate fool with the nine gun.
you come fake, f*ck with eiht, you gots no clout.
keep talking sh*t as i buss your f*cking mouth.
now fool what kinda move was that?
i see your quick to talk sh*t, yeah boy i’m quick to pull the gatt.
claiming my city, oh what a pity.
and the way you shout out just sounds sh*tty.
so n*gg*, slow your m*th*rf*cking roll.
f*ck you with a pole, with the rhymes you stole.
so gather up your homies, him him and him and you.
geah, its the duck sick 2.
i dont beleive it, another m*th*rf*cker
on the rap shelf done f*cked hisself.
just squeezed in like a b*tch.
i guess thats why he raps with a high pitch.
i just can’t figure,
how the punk ever think he could f*ck this n*gg*.
your short, shorter than short, sorry punk.
still blast that *ss when the ides got me drunk.
just keep getting it, dont stop sucking
too soon punk or eiht’ll start f*cking.
your weak old sh*t that wont last.
you won’t hang as i slap your b*tch *ss.
so get ready, cause its your m*th*rf*cking calling.
you and your wack *ss crews ‘ll start falling.
geah drop your knees, because we ain’t through.
get a grip, do it quick, the m*th*rf*cking duck sick 2.
we outta here.
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