Filthy Interlude AKA The Duck

Lyrics

Uh... this sample is filthy Sunset! Bastards! [Verse 1: Von Pea] I'm anti-standby Let's get poppin' Your promo passed on (Rest In Peace, Cochran!) I guess you gotta make some heat now Lay some beats down A brand new critical beatdown (It's Moooonlighting) No it's not But whatever'll get you cheapskates to cop See now? We're trying to put in work The only time I'm in XXL is when I'm wearing a shirt And that hurts [Verse 2: Donwill] One, two, (two) Before the moon lights the sky Dog, the sun gotta set Tanya Morgan's in control like Father Time had triplets Lifted up the sun so you could download the hotness A gift to everyone, just show support on future projects MCs be saying much of nothing like Brick Beats Well he don't gotta talk, homeboy, he let his hands speak So what's your excuse? I don't think so You just copy cats for the paper like you work at Kinko's [Verse 3: Ilyas] Bingo! Not a dog, women love the lingo, though I'm not a gigolo But I'll put you in a figure four Leg lock, make the bed rock Sure, my heads not right Spend a lot of nights Writing by my vices Now I'm the nicest More flow lowdown No clown, profound Can't use a pronoun To describe what I transcribe I'm live It's all gravy, cause you turkeys are jive