Betta Duck (The Criminal Element Version)

Lyrics

Mr. Voodoo - "Betta Duck (The Criminal Element Version)" [Emcee(s): Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s): Charlemagne] [Scratches: Charlemagne] [Intro: Mr. Voodoo] Uh huh, yeah. 'Bout to get on some lyrical shit right here, let these niggas know.  Hip Hop Quotable shit, know what I mean? Check it out [Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo] When I Appear, it's a moment of fright. This ain't open mic But everybody gonna see a moment of light. To the Last moment of life, to the last moment I fight while y'all like Gary Coleman: old men that ain't grow right. My flow Like snow white—you could sniff the 'caine. Rhyming Or shifting 'caine? Same game, different game. Used To live in castles, now we hustle in gates. Used To sit on thrones, now we sitting on milk crates, got Burners and eights, blocks, corners, and gates Murders and rapes, cops, coroners, and yellow tapes Niggas getting locked up, and they turn to snakes—forget About it. I'm with whatever's earning the papes, trapped by Materialism, rap with imperial wisdom Ain't concerned with the crap in your stereo system Catching fire violations when my words start to spill And you know I blaze shit like Fire Marshall Bill [Hook: Samples with Scratches by Charlemagne] "What I'ma hit you with… motherfuckers better duck" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" (x4) [Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo] I drop Gems that's flawless, verse To chorus coerced by thoughts that's lawless. Fuck flow You got to call this pollution 'cause every rhyme You hear me spit put grime in the air. I'm trying To start a crime scare while y'all fools turn "Adults Only" to "Kids Only" like Times Square—not me It's purely maturity themes Desert Eagles screams, you're calling your security team. When I clap The strays depart and graze your heart, leave you With wings and a halo, playing a harp. You know I keep the rifle hot, niggas want a title shot. On the Entitled, tools are shot in a vital spot 'Til my rivals drop, I'm blasting niggas like a trifling cop Make you ask, "When do the cycle stop?" Trife since I began life in a placenta And I stay in a cypher like a Five-Percenter [Hook: Samples with Scratches by Charlemagne] "What I'ma hit you with… motherfuckers better duck" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" (x2) "What I'ma hit you with…" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" (x3) "What I'ma hit you with, you motherfuckers better duck" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" [Verse 3: Mr. Voodoo] Allow me to propose a toast. I don't pop toast To sip. I pop toast to hit shot close to hip, stay behind The irony mass like The Man in the Iron Mask Taking mine—I ain't trying to ask Taking mine, you can lie in a cask, stuck where demons dwell Buck and see men yell. Fuck¸ the semen swell. Niggas better Duck when they see them shells from the problem-solver I handle the 9-iron like a golfer, transform Like water, baking soda, coke firing up in a pot Win the war and ain't fire a shot, conspire And plot. Niggas, better grab your tools 'Cause we can war forever like we're Arabs and Jews. Agu Be detonating the mags, leave you in A hospital, laid-up, defecating in bags I'm from Brooklyn, the home of the snakes, wheelchairs Comas and wakes, pulling out chrome on the face [Hook: Samples with Scratches by Charlemagne] "What I'ma hit you with… motherfuckers better duck" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" (x4) "What I'ma hit you…" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" (x3) "What I'ma hit you with…" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" "What I'ma hit you…" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" "What I'ma hit you with…" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning" (x2) "What I'ma hit you with, you motherfuckers better duck" - Sample from The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning"