Duck Sick II lyrics

by

Scarface


[Intro: Sample from "Long Island Wildin'" of De La Soul + "Top Billin'" of Audio 2]
Y'all wanna hear the beat, right? Bring the beat back!
You was jealous it's all your fault
What more can I say?
You was jealous it's all your fault
What more can I say?

[Verse 1]
Mmmm, I'm back for the payback, black
Ready to attack, so to your jaw I start to mack
Its the mutherf*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 ass 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*gga, I just won't quit
My rap is bomb ass 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 mutherf*cking foot off
In your ass 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

[Chorus]
You can get your duck sick
You can get your duck sick
[Verse 2]
Now watch me f*ck up your program
And you'll be saying 'damn i lost my luck.'
Now your ass is stuck, mutherf*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*gga, slow your mutherf*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

[Chorus]
You can get your duck sick (Geah)
You can get your duck sick
You can get your duck sick
You can get your duck sick

I dont beleive it, another mutherf*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*gga
You're short, shorter than short, sorry punk
Still blast that ass 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 won't last
You won't hang as I slap your b*tch ass
So get ready, cause its your mutherf*cking calling
You and your wack ass crews 'll start falling
Geah drop to your knees, because we ain't through
Get a grip, do it Quik, the mutherf*cking duck sick 2
[Chorus]
You can get your duck sick (Geah)
You can get your duck sick
You can get your duck sick
You can get your duck sick

[Outro]
We outta here
Get the duck sick
Get the duck sick
Get the duck sick
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