Ma Dukes

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I say one for the fam, two for good judgment Bad luck to trife, good luck to stay above it Trial and error, O.C.'s out to sever You gain respect, neglect not to work hard for the Revenue instead of on the avenue, babbling I'd rather be accomplishing, making moves, traveling Insight is right on time—let's do it Buck struck again with the disco fluid I'll protrude out of your skin like thorns, irritating emcees 'Cause they don't make songs like these Mister, it's the man most leased to excel a long time ago Many thought I'd fall like a domino, no Now your face is chump 'cause I've summed up To something most high, not amounting to a bum [Verse 2] I'm coming with fluent rhythm, calm yet storm Unleashing my speech to each and every one I wake up in the morning, get up, then I'm yawning Glad to be alive to another day's dawning Some blessed be otherwise — they despise 'Cause they can't handle what's word from the wise I don't stress who I measure up to or who's fond of O's 'Cause what you build, I knock down for my condos Upon those, those words I speak More or less, my best, just to say the least Foundation laid, "What gives?" You ask with a sass, regardless, O.C. lives [Verse 3] One time, it's a check-your-life record Yeah, peep the method—it's a smooth kind of effort With guidelines to put your hand on your chin and think Ears listen before you say a record ain't mink Hard work involves what evolves around O I try to keep it moderate if that's how I thought of it I'll break beats down, lashing with the voice, choice Words I'ma say, only spoken when I'm moist It's a vibe coinciding with the rhythm Choice words to follow for suckers to swallow Each one teach, strong, not weak So I'ma let mom finish what I started to freak, it's like
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Credits
- Writers
- O.C.
- Buckwild