| BDI Productions, always gets played (on the air that is) | |
| DuckDown staff, featuring | |
| Originoo Gunn | |
| Clappaz (commin at yah) | |
| I be the original (huss) | |
| Starang Wondah, (make yah) wonder where | |
| I come from | |
| Word is bond, | |
| James Bond, the palce to be (Starang Wondah) | |
| Watch where you walk in the streets of | |
| New York Where the sign says don't walk but people still walk | |
| Don't talk, fuck the neighborhood that you be livin | |
| Where we stomp you out with | |
| Timberlands and blow you to oblivion | |
| Plus its like every mother fucker that | |
| I meet Want to stop me and kick rhymes dead in the street | |
| Walk around in their disguise (Spread their rumors and their lies) | |
| But now they all recognize | |
| DuckDown in the prize (Louisville Sluggah) | |
| I give it to the boy, word bond, he got balls | |
| There's too many bottles on these walls first of all | |
| Fools die coarsely, sceeming rap sheets for thoughts | |
| Lying harshly defeated seeking things he didn't earn | |
| Niggas do burn unlearned so they live torture | |
| And outta beat that ass, | |
| I be, just like poppa | |
| But get this, do, know of | |
| Jahovah But witness two concrete streets meet these soldiers (Starang Wondah) | |
| Plus just last week | |
| I seen Asia and | |
| Monique Walk right past my ass and didn't even speak | |
| He said she said | |
| I'm happy like | |
| Mary J. Wear my hair nappy while | |
| I sip Alizae | |
| Sometimes walkin', in the storm gets muggy | |
| Ask D.O. G- | |
| O-D don't like ugly (sampled) | |
| Smile in my face, behind my back they talkin' trash (All) | |
| Mad and stuff because your crew won't last (sampled) | |
| Smile in my face behind my back they talkin trash (All) | |
| Ask D.O. G- | |
| O-D don't like ugly (Top Dawg) | |
| Your name must be | |
| Chris (why?) | |
| Cause nigga you done crossed over | |
| Lookin for ways back but you got lost | |
| As another alli gets crushed into dust | |
| Fuckin around with us nigga you know it's dangerous | |
| So trust me, when | |
| I'm, smellin your fear |