Sun Duck Kim

[Verse 1: Andre Nickatina] Read you like a TV guide You can't hide Better use your cellular I tapped your phone line It's the ginger bread man Ho catch me if u can My Kangol makes me look like MC Shan Rock the atmosphere in my teflon gear Dont drink coffee but I love Pam Grier Let me give it to your ear drum and You hear somthin' Try to stop it but it just keeps comin' Just keeps dumpin' just keeps bumpin Just keeps crumplin' Tiger, bitch Relentless like a heat-seeking missle Then gristle popping like a .45 pistol With a pencil blowing kisses To my old bitches good wishes My red devil fish Man I feeds em gold fishes Baby did you call I can hear you whistle Down the hall sporting leather Like an NBA basketball freeze frame Something like a homicide shot On the move and alert when the set gets hot Its like chess Concentrate before you take a step Because killings on the street is in full effect Smoke two joints to the dearly departed Bust nine rhymes and I'm just getting started MCs come in packs of seven And every time I send them to the gates of heaven It's the ripper Creased like a fresh pair of Dickies Most say Andre, some say Nicky Ricky, pass me a towel cause I'm sweating Dice game going on and I'm side betting Little Joe back doo nigga flow or blow Ho what you know about the black fo-fo Left for a sec but its welcome back Carter And just like a baller I came back a starter Fully loaded, tricks up the sleeve like a thief Fifth dipped daytons, zap code beat Chorus [Verse 2: Andre Nickatina] Microphone tech like straight kung-fu Nigga fuck me no nigga fuck you It's the Nickatina beama masterpiece of rap Ao when you hear raps, you betta cock yours back Deeper than a root canal you know the style Staring at the judge in court with a smile My Mazda RX-7's name is Pitiful Pete A one-seater cause it beat in the passenger seat I came sober, my ?vestiges? I came to get over I don't drink King Cobra bitch I am the king cobra Like Dracula in an Acura Cocaine white spectacula Chorus