dom pachino - duck tape lyrics
[islord:]
aiyo my mind is like a nine, i shoot my thoughts at ya’ll
b-tch -ss n-gg-s, corny rap n-gg-s
claiming that ya’ll live and sh-t, but h-ll no
cause i do this, kid, through rain, sleet & snow
yeah, kid, what, i’m just that live
cause me and dom p, blacking n-gg-s eyes
so ya’ll best to realize the realism
how islord get down on the rhythm, cause i hit ’em with that –
[dom pachino:]
run up in the game with the duct tape, to the sh-t ya’ll rape
i don’t know how much more sh-t can i take, and f-ck jake
and the fatman too, i bring the gat land through
turn him into fatman fondu, and this c-ckerspaniel
my glock handle, too hot to handle
my next drill’s left field, to make your next feel vandal
my tech can’t stand you, my chips, you better fork them over
or you be treated like a hunt for the red october
i sink ya ship with the flare, from my brother grip
get smothered quick, for f-cking with me, d-ck, on some g sh-t
i see sh-t in 3d, you won’t be sh-t, and you definitely won’t defeat me
i’m so swift, breath of fresh air on the airwaves
aren’t you tired of the same sh-t you hear every day?
and here we go again, the heat holding, the beat swollen
just speak golden, his flow’s frozen, the whole world knows him
[islord:]
since ’97, i was rocking ya’ll to heaven
with cl-ssical material, machine gun funk
right out your stereo, so here i go, lyrical -ss-ssin
quick to attack, any n-gg- acting
like he invincible, and can’t get returned to the essence
kid, you must be stupid, thinking like you adolescent
like your whole family won’t get duct taped
then get tossed in the lake, somewhere upstate
for f-cking with my plate
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