buck em down Sucker ducks, comin to pluck em down Hope the hip hype hip-hop horn struck em down Climbin, I'm never rhymin Simple like Simon but I'mma do what Simon said He told me to put that head to bed Givin an eyeful, funky rhythm of a tongue will stifle Trifle cause I pop the tongue like a rifle Watch the funky words pounce From my mouth watch 40 bounce Cappin a sucker duck like a 40 ounce Some flows are wack, but as for me I cause a catastrophe Like callin Allah God steppin to me is blasphemy I shoot the tongue like a machine gun Know what I mean, son? A chunky spunky tongue if you ever seen one Cops, I give em props, they cap men, mostly black men Mouth will pack, then smack em like a Mack-10 Bop - another head flown like a frisbee, it is me The clips from my lips could drop a Grizzly Hear me vick, I pack a kick for the ballistic, animalistic You didn't know my tongue was this quick Cops that be cappin thinkin that be spunky Watch I hit them with the lyric and then I'm cut em up with a funky Ratatattat

Ratatattat What's the sound of a gat Ratatattat What's the sound of a gat Ratatattat What's the sound of a gat Ratatattat Show 'em how the Tung smacks Ratatattat Show 'em how the Tung smacks Ratatattat Show 'em how the Tung smacks Ratatattat Show 'em how the Tung smacks Ratatattat Prr-prrrr.

Sucker wack vicks, I ratatattat tactics, givin em black kicks Mufflin up the mic with funky black licks Tricks, I be rippin em like hocus pocus, focus on the funk, gee Tung be runnin away like a punk be Rockin, droppin the funk of the manifestation that'll be dope Scope the point of being wack? Nope, never & no-no A dancer like a go-go? Oh no My lip be sort of kickin sort of funky like a hobo Sucker, I'm like a hype hip-hop gangster gettin dumb Instead of shooting guns I shoot the tongue Style Pacino, I'm gunnin em up controllin your casino Funky like a wino, rhino-dyno like dino Comin around the corner cappin sucker ducks who be tryin to wreck mine But my lyrical tongue is like a Tec-9, wastin em Look at me spillin juice, loose to chasin em Cut them like tomatoes, then be tomat-pastin em Facin em, gun to tongue, let's see who'll win this gang member I'm droppin em like a leaf in September to November Froze in December, rock over October, so remember When I shoot the Tec-9 tongue - timber Ratatattat

Twista runnin off at da mouth