billy woods - Duck Hunt lyrics
[billy woods - Duck Hunt lyrics]
They shootin' at the screen
Laser beams, lucid dreams
Even the wiliest fiends find
Theyselves losing steam
Chasing hit's, Barry Bonds
Those high scores only last so long
8 bit's in the cartridge, 16 in the P
Yeah, it comes with the game but
Ain't a damn thing free
The kid talk about pussy like
He trying to convince me g'head dog
I see how close you and your niggas be
Self-described pretty G's with fly
Bitches on they tweets but me?
I'll Delonte West your Old Earth
And still keep it discreet
Duke, your whole style is wash, rinse, repeat
I bet your A&R knew he struck
Gold with that easy listening
Middle of the road and to all you rapping
Christians on a mission
I'm happy to lighten that load
You'll stumble out the jungle
Twenty pounds lighter
Wild eyed like a white man
After twenty days on Rikers
Tell em our pupils was red, skin black
Rhyming brutal back of the izakaya
Sapporo tallboy with my Ramen noodle
Either I'm seeing y'alls wires or
This strain is that crucial
A lot of shit old people got to say
Really ain't that useful
So don't mind me youngin’, do you
Spread your wings i'mma be right up on that
Magnavox clappin' that thing
They shootin' at the screen
Laser beams, lucid dreams
Even the wiliest fiends find
Theyselves losing steam
Chasing hit's, Barry Bonds
Those high scores only last so long
8 bit's in the cartridge, 16 in the P
Yeah, it comes with the game but
Ain't a damn thing free
To everyone I loved
To everyone who fronted me drugs
To all y'all who still
Frontin' and fake friends
Who left me for dead in the mud salud!
May you each get exactly what you deserve
Had a speech prepared chock full
Of them SAT words
But on second thought, fuck it
Two tears in a bucket about sums it
A tisket, a tasket
Black Robert Baden Powell
Never caught without the ratchet
Grass like Wimbledon, wood racquet
Rap like a simpleton, see new tax bracket
So-called goons
Turns out they schools was magnet
Masters of masquerade masked up, all
The worlds a stage, Director's cut
Faster blade, hunting ducks
Both barrels spray
They stuttering "best of luck"
On your last day
Last check cut bout 3 weeks before
Your health insurance fly away smarten up
Hulk gray or find yourself in
The hole like Special K pimpers Paradise
Nigga my mic sounds nice and from the jump
I bet my life
Pocket collapsing, it's the recession
Nobody's buying the playaction
We don't believe you like
The government in Mogadishu
You need more factions
They shootin' at the screen
Laser beams, lucid dreams
Even the wiliest fiends find
Theyselves losing steam
Chasing hit's, Barry Bonds
Those high scores only last so long
8 bit's in the cartridge, 16 in the P
Yeah, it comes with the game but
Ain't a damn thing free
Laser beams, lucid dreams
Even the wiliest fiends find
Theyselves losing steam
Chasing hit's, Barry Bonds
Those high scores only last so long
8 bit's in the cartridge, 16 in the P
Yeah, it comes with the game but
Ain't a damn thing free
The kid talk about pussy like
He trying to convince me g'head dog
I see how close you and your niggas be
Self-described pretty G's with fly
Bitches on they tweets but me?
I'll Delonte West your Old Earth
And still keep it discreet
Duke, your whole style is wash, rinse, repeat
I bet your A&R knew he struck
Gold with that easy listening
Middle of the road and to all you rapping
Christians on a mission
I'm happy to lighten that load
You'll stumble out the jungle
Twenty pounds lighter
Wild eyed like a white man
After twenty days on Rikers
Tell em our pupils was red, skin black
Rhyming brutal back of the izakaya
Sapporo tallboy with my Ramen noodle
Either I'm seeing y'alls wires or
This strain is that crucial
A lot of shit old people got to say
Really ain't that useful
So don't mind me youngin’, do you
Spread your wings i'mma be right up on that
Magnavox clappin' that thing
They shootin' at the screen
Laser beams, lucid dreams
Even the wiliest fiends find
Theyselves losing steam
Chasing hit's, Barry Bonds
Those high scores only last so long
8 bit's in the cartridge, 16 in the P
Yeah, it comes with the game but
Ain't a damn thing free
To everyone I loved
To everyone who fronted me drugs
To all y'all who still
Frontin' and fake friends
Who left me for dead in the mud salud!
May you each get exactly what you deserve
Had a speech prepared chock full
Of them SAT words
But on second thought, fuck it
Two tears in a bucket about sums it
A tisket, a tasket
Black Robert Baden Powell
Never caught without the ratchet
Grass like Wimbledon, wood racquet
Rap like a simpleton, see new tax bracket
So-called goons
Turns out they schools was magnet
Masters of masquerade masked up, all
The worlds a stage, Director's cut
Faster blade, hunting ducks
Both barrels spray
They stuttering "best of luck"
On your last day
Last check cut bout 3 weeks before
Your health insurance fly away smarten up
Hulk gray or find yourself in
The hole like Special K pimpers Paradise
Nigga my mic sounds nice and from the jump
I bet my life
Pocket collapsing, it's the recession
Nobody's buying the playaction
We don't believe you like
The government in Mogadishu
You need more factions
They shootin' at the screen
Laser beams, lucid dreams
Even the wiliest fiends find
Theyselves losing steam
Chasing hit's, Barry Bonds
Those high scores only last so long
8 bit's in the cartridge, 16 in the P
Yeah, it comes with the game but
Ain't a damn thing free
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