Compton's Most Wanted lyrics

"Duck Sick lyrics"

Given In lyrics
I have my pain I have my love And my hate And I'll not live without one of them And I do what I can to keep on top of every one of them I've got to live by the rules of my heart And to trust my feeble mind And I do what I can to keep on top of every one of them Oh child be strong in all you do Know your heart through and through Oh child be strong in all you do Know your heart through and through I have a friend who'

(You was jealous, it's all your fault) --> Milk Dee
(What's up, punk?)
(You was jealous, it's all your fault)
(Pretty soon it's a homie you're grievin)
(You was jealous, it's all your fault)
(Got beef? What a pity)
(You was jealous, it's all your fault)

[ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]
Back for the payback, black, you came up shorter
Geah, your ass is out, Eiht wrote a-
Nother funky rap about your jealous conflict
How you diss C.M.W, boy, you ain't said shit
Your senses should tell ya: kick it, don't be a hero
Equipped to whip is Eiht, unlike a zero
I gotta hitcha, or get witcha
Sit down, clown, I commence to paint a picture
Hm, it's kinda funny, but yet somewhat amazing
Take you serious? I think about it while I'm blazing
Only then will my reaction show
How I chill and let my tempo flow
Too sorry is the name for your rap
No competition, dissin, boy, you need to be slapped
Eiht ain't no punk, so learn it quick
Oh yes, p.s., C.M.W., and you can get my duck sic

With A Little Love lyrics
(Hess/Lesperance) I lie awake all through the night And think of you to break the morning light Thoughts in my head, gotta make you understand That love is what you need, won't let you slip through my hands You said you'd never leave, and I guess you could be wrong I won't have anyone to blame, I won't have anyone at all With a little love, I keep holding onto you forever With a little love, we can see it through together I try to wait and just hold on There's so many things I believe could

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You can get the duck sick

You can get my duck sick

You can get the duck sick

[ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ]
I don't believe it, how the hell'd you get on wax?
Makin demos on your tape deck tracks
You did a show, and I heard it was wack
You tossed our records, think I tossed right back
You got the nerve, tryin to go down like a trooper
In better words, you go down like King Cooper
So stop your little dissing, saying that I can't handle
I put your lights out, you have to rap by a candle
Go head up punk, or sell out, I know you must've
Heard the word, new jack, I'm not a buster
Always down to bust a record, a party, know what I mean?
But unlike yourself, sucker, I do it for cream
So period, end of story, don't even bore
Me, Tha Chill MC, claim to gory
So that's it, the Eiht and Chill is the shit
(Chill) Word, and you can get the duck sick

You can get the duck sick

Yo, you can get my - duck sick

You can get the duck sick

Geah - get the duck s

Jack The Lad lyrics
Ooooooh oooooh Lawrence in the desert, how was he to know Under so much pressure from the men back home? Play with fire, you must be mad Are you only Jack the Lad? Play with guns, you must be bad Or hiding something, Jack! Telling lies in public, breaking codes at home Underneath the blankets, for another roam Tell this lies, you must be mad Are you only Jack the Lad? To feast with panthers every night You must be careful, Jack! Don't let them try to restrain you This is

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You can get the duck sick

Get the duck sick
Word up

You can get the duck sick

[ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]
Wait a minute, hold up, punk, I know you're kiddin
Sayin E can't hang, you're bullshittin
I'm not a rookie, meaning a beginner
If fakin was a sin, you'd be a sinner
Load up my mic and gat, start gunnin
Fresh off the Compton streets, so start runnin
You come across like a two-bit sucker
Tryin to compare with a hard mutphafucka
Punk, they call me Eiht, so give me respect
I heard you did a show on your Mom's tape deck
Fool, you fucked up smooth tryin to diss
A victim of a violent crime on the list
So wake up and smell the bud', you little pupils
Tryin to go head up, punk, you got no scruples
Conflict you pick, you're sick
You can't fade us, but yo, you can get the E's duck sick

You can get the duck sick

Geah, you can get the E's duck sick

You can get the duck sick

School em

[ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ]
Now, who got you hip to b

Apocalyptic Victory lyrics
Come winds and fireExalt death in endless flameBlasting thunder from bloody stormGrinding flesh thru acid windsDamned be the mankind empireImmolated thru eternityDrowned by the seas of Hell's abominationBleeding forth for the tyrant ageOh gods of infernal warStrength us with the furyLet us make the holy preacher bleedUpon his golden altarDeath and desolatation remainsMalevolent spells spawning wormsOn the crosses of fallen churchRevealed unknown fait

e a rapper?
You sorry jack-ass (You punk whipper snapper)
Just take a step back, and boy, start peepin
On Eiht and Chill (Geah, ain't no sleepin)
Quiet as it's kept, the news'll spread like AIDS
Hip-Hop, C.M.W. gets paid
Always down to dunk the funk
Or clownin down a weak-ass punk
The beef you got, to Chill, don't mean shit
Just a test I have to pass to show I'm on hit
And Tha Chill's on hit, legit
With the E I don't quit
I grab a chair and a whip
Like a lion, suckers I'm tamin
Peel a cap and snap on the mic, because I'm gamin
So watch me rip, cause you suckers is on a ego tip
Stupid suckers, yo you can get Chill's duck sick

You can get the duck sick

What you say, E?
Get the duck sick

Get the duck sick

Yo, who want the duck sick now?
My man Unknown want the duck sick, E
My man DJ Slip want the duck sick
Word em up, Mike we be boomin on the boards want the duck sick
My Deejays Ant C and Mike T want the duck sick

You guys are sick