Duck Season

Lyrics

[Intro: Psycho Les, DJ Babu scratches] That's right... that's great Intoxicated Demons "Hustler from the Queens borough, it's Big Psych" Babu... (Babu...??) [Verse 1: Psycho Les] Off the hizzle, watch it sizzle like peroxide Slap my cock between your eyes, now you cock-eyed Cocksucker, you can't fuck with The Nuts Ask your girl, 'cause she's suckin' the nuts Everytime I swing, my punch connects So stop frontin', show the Beatnuts respect Why you hatin' on your next door neighbor? That's why I had your ears in pain when you heard my flavor It's Big Psych, DJ Babu with a brand new song We blazing chron', like Cheech and Chong It's a freak-a-thon, squeezin' cheeks in thongs Droppin' bombs of heavy bass, "BOOM!" now your speaker's gone Don't know you should've known It's the original Psycho, any other one's a clone [Interlude: JuJu, DJ Babu scratches] Yo... that's fuckin' right, ya hear? Big muhfuckin' Ju in the house ("Juju!") My man Psycho, Al Tariq... "World's Famous – man, forget it..." Intoxicated Demons, nigga, we comin' Get out the fuckin' way [Verse 2: Juju] Here's what every emcee want to be Exclusive, 'cause see there ain't no ordinary part of me Look in my eyes, it ain't hard to see I pump fear in every goddamn coronary artery Big guns, big drums – both bangin' All-stars on the ave, big mink coats draggin' Meddle man, bloody and junk, it gon' happen Jihad, Intoxicated overlord rappin' Come on, money, what you hearin'? Whole hood'll be X-Filed, when niggas just start disappearin' JuJu make it hard to breathe – I understand Niggas couldn't have heart if it came in a can Niggas act funny, I just love money And my life is a reflection of that – a'ight, dummy?! Scary expensive, my wardrobe very extensive Let's face it, Jerry's eccentric [Interlude: Al' Tariq, DJ Babu scratches] Yeah! The fuck y'all thought, baby boys? L.A. to New York... yo... Aiyyo! K... "A-L T-A-'Riq the incredible" [Verse 3: Al' Tariq (Fashion)] Who want to rumble with the K-I'? No good to play I, no hood could slay I Your flooded in my daylights' Deluge, bay'otch (Wild'n out!) Do chaos (Wild'n out!) And if you with it from the jump, do say "I" See me, my moor, find your spleen on the floor Punk one, dunk one, got your team on the floor You never seen me before Mingled in with your men's You don't know me, likely ya'll gon' see my face again You see my face again, if you all about witnessin' You a judge, D.A., you tongue Glock-kisser men {*smooch*} One shot whistlin', left all glistenin' Crack your dome, you Faced Off like Nick and 'em, son Out the Cages, so my rage is Big boy toys, baby, talkin' Glocks and gauges And my hock's contagious, spit flus 'til I'm thru Please, believe it – 'Riq and that dude, Babu (Whew!) [Outro: Al' Tariq] Uh... you heard, motherfuckers?! Motherfuckin' Beatnuts, nigga! DJ Babs! Fuckin'... beats...!