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letra de betta duck (the criminal element version) - mr. voodoo

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 sh-t right here, let these n-ggas know. hip hop quotable sh-t, 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
n-ggas 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 cr-p in your stereo system
catching fire violations when my words start to spill
and you know i blaze sh-t like fire marshall bill

[hook: samples with scratches by charlemagne]
“what i’ma hit you with… motherf-ckers 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. f-ck 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 to dope
solely 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 a stray in the park, it graze your heart, leave you
with wings and a halo, playing a harp. you know
i keep the rifle hot, n-ggas want a title shot. holding
a title, tools are shot in a vital spot
‘til my rivals drop, i’m blasting n-ggas 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… motherf-ckers 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 motherf-ckers 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. f-ck¸ the s-m-n swell. n-ggas better
duck when they see them sh-lls 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. n-ggas, 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… motherf-ckers 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 motherf-ckers better duck” – sample from the notorious b.i.g. – “warning”

- mr voodoo

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