Shoot Your Shot - Ugly Duckling
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Shoot Your Shot
歌手:Ugly Duckling
所属专辑:Bang for The Buck
发行时间:2011-04-12
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Shoot Your Shot - Ugly Duckling 文本歌词
Shoot Your Shot - Ugly Duckling
Here we go
Shoot your shot
Man I wanna know what you got
Load it up and hit that spot
Grab the mic and shoot your shot
Thes one
Hey yo P U T S and U D you be truly blessed
Rap panelist thes handle this like an analyst
Yes yes y'all the Einstein rhythm and rhyme
Combines like red wine and Tylenol
Ooooh
Sh*t the grown relaxing in the field
But don't sleep P count green not sheep
With K Jax he rolls up the w**d like haystacks
To bath tub down on you scrubs like Ajax
You're too fruity to rip the rooty tooty with your loofah
New booty ladies too lazy to raise the roof up
The plug desenchufacould the crew get any doper
Man we own this live under the stairs like Mr. Roper
Home of the new generation we got the torch
Let me call into U D dusting to bust them off
Blown celeb and resurrecting the dead with three day block
Posse cut resurrection instead so pass the rock
I'm about to pop the clip in as I stop the opposition
You gotta cop a listen when I'm knocking like a piston
I spit arsenic so I'm hard to miss
You're in a daze cause I blaze like an arsonist
I come up in the house like a thief in the night
And electrify a crowd like keys on a kite
Stay calm
Before I drop the napalm
Find yourself caught in a dangerous liaison
Lay it on thick brick by brick lickety split
Rhymes are fat like Jiminy Glick
You want beef here's a hickory stick I shoot the gift
You won't know it till it's over like a mystery flick
To put it blunt I pack a punch like a school lunch
Got no time for punks they take lumps
So please stop bugging for my honeycombs
Or I'll hit you in the funny bone
Oww
Shoot your shot
Man I wanna know what you got
Load it up and hit that spot
Grab the mic and shoot your shot
Come on you gotta shoot your shot
Yeah yeah
We wanna know what you got
Yeah yeah
Load it up and hit that spot
Yeah yeah
Grab your mic and shoot your shot
I will
Andy's the name taking aim like Calamity Jane
In a rap's last stand I'm the man who remains
When I claim to pack heat uh huh know my ammunition
Is my flow and rhythm so I'm armed to the teeth
My lungs are gun powder throat cold and narrow
So when I open my mouth you're looking down the barrel
Of an emcee sniper eye in the scope
Reigning down rounds of rhyme fire and smoke
Boom
Lighting strikes twice from my mic device
Cause when I write it's like guns in knife fights
There's no competition so I don't listen
You think you're d**e here's a penny go wishing
I shoot to kill better know the odds
Or wind up on boot hill man get out of dodge
U D plus thes one and double K
We all just laugh when your record is played
Ain't nothing funny what y'all laughing at
Yeah it's K Jackson over here with my homeboy
You know saying
I'm just helping them out on this microphone
It goes hippa to the hoppa and it just don't stoppa
I'm dressed in all black with my man K Jax
I got thrown in the slammer I tried to battle hammer
They wanna interview me so I spit in the camera
You know I love Pac that's why I got shot
Had to gain some credibility now everybody feeling me
I'm on VH one and MTV
I'm down with DJ EZ rock and I'm back with U D
It takes one to roll the blunt it takes two to get jumped
And I be hanging at the church house looking for sluts
I hate rap music but see I'm so damn good
My homey told me boy get it like I know that you could
So I stole the microphone wrote rhymes on my own
When I go to burger king all the chicks are on my bone
It grows and grows and grows gets a little bigger
You wanna see me skeet baby girl pull the trigger
I've got bang for your butt and I hate posse cuts
I'm a one mic thriller I'm a soft beverage chiller
Whoever takes the mic you better be illa
Now what's the time everybody say
Miller
Shoot your shot
Man I wanna know what you got
Load it up and hit that spot
Grab the mic and shoot your shot
Once again you gotta shoot your shot
Yeah yeah
I wanna know what you got
Yeah yeah
Load it up and hit that spot
Yeah yeah
Get on the cut and shoot your shot
Einstein
I'm a sure shot shooter
Uh huh uh huh
And my got a six shooter loaded with rhymes
I'm a sure shot shooter
Say what
And my got a six shooter loaded with rhymes
I'm a sure shot shooter
Make it funky now
And my got a six shooter loaded with rhymes
I'm a sure shot shooter
Uh huh
Bring it for the right second then
I'm going for mine
Shoot your shot
Here we go
Shoot your shot
Man I wanna know what you got
Load it up and hit that spot
Grab the mic and shoot your shot
Thes one
Hey yo P U T S and U D you be truly blessed
Rap panelist thes handle this like an analyst
Yes yes y'all the Einstein rhythm and rhyme
Combines like red wine and Tylenol
Ooooh
Sh*t the grown relaxing in the field
But don't sleep P count green not sheep
With K Jax he rolls up the w**d like haystacks
To bath tub down on you scrubs like Ajax
You're too fruity to rip the rooty tooty with your loofah
New booty ladies too lazy to raise the roof up
The plug desenchufacould the crew get any doper
Man we own this live under the stairs like Mr. Roper
Home of the new generation we got the torch
Let me call into U D dusting to bust them off
Blown celeb and resurrecting the dead with three day block
Posse cut resurrection instead so pass the rock
I'm about to pop the clip in as I stop the opposition
You gotta cop a listen when I'm knocking like a piston
I spit arsenic so I'm hard to miss
You're in a daze cause I blaze like an arsonist
I come up in the house like a thief in the night
And electrify a crowd like keys on a kite
Stay calm
Before I drop the napalm
Find yourself caught in a dangerous liaison
Lay it on thick brick by brick lickety split
Rhymes are fat like Jiminy Glick
You want beef here's a hickory stick I shoot the gift
You won't know it till it's over like a mystery flick
To put it blunt I pack a punch like a school lunch
Got no time for punks they take lumps
So please stop bugging for my honeycombs
Or I'll hit you in the funny bone
Oww
Shoot your shot
Man I wanna know what you got
Load it up and hit that spot
Grab the mic and shoot your shot
Come on you gotta shoot your shot
Yeah yeah
We wanna know what you got
Yeah yeah
Load it up and hit that spot
Yeah yeah
Grab your mic and shoot your shot
I will
Andy's the name taking aim like Calamity Jane
In a rap's last stand I'm the man who remains
When I claim to pack heat uh huh know my ammunition
Is my flow and rhythm so I'm armed to the teeth
My lungs are gun powder throat cold and narrow
So when I open my mouth you're looking down the barrel
Of an emcee sniper eye in the scope
Reigning down rounds of rhyme fire and smoke
Boom
Lighting strikes twice from my mic device
Cause when I write it's like guns in knife fights
There's no competition so I don't listen
You think you're d**e here's a penny go wishing
I shoot to kill better know the odds
Or wind up on boot hill man get out of dodge
U D plus thes one and double K
We all just laugh when your record is played
Ain't nothing funny what y'all laughing at
Yeah it's K Jackson over here with my homeboy
You know saying
I'm just helping them out on this microphone
It goes hippa to the hoppa and it just don't stoppa
I'm dressed in all black with my man K Jax
I got thrown in the slammer I tried to battle hammer
They wanna interview me so I spit in the camera
You know I love Pac that's why I got shot
Had to gain some credibility now everybody feeling me
I'm on VH one and MTV
I'm down with DJ EZ rock and I'm back with U D
It takes one to roll the blunt it takes two to get jumped
And I be hanging at the church house looking for sluts
I hate rap music but see I'm so damn good
My homey told me boy get it like I know that you could
So I stole the microphone wrote rhymes on my own
When I go to burger king all the chicks are on my bone
It grows and grows and grows gets a little bigger
You wanna see me skeet baby girl pull the trigger
I've got bang for your butt and I hate posse cuts
I'm a one mic thriller I'm a soft beverage chiller
Whoever takes the mic you better be illa
Now what's the time everybody say
Miller
Shoot your shot
Man I wanna know what you got
Load it up and hit that spot
Grab the mic and shoot your shot
Once again you gotta shoot your shot
Yeah yeah
I wanna know what you got
Yeah yeah
Load it up and hit that spot
Yeah yeah
Get on the cut and shoot your shot
Einstein
I'm a sure shot shooter
Uh huh uh huh
And my got a six shooter loaded with rhymes
I'm a sure shot shooter
Say what
And my got a six shooter loaded with rhymes
I'm a sure shot shooter
Make it funky now
And my got a six shooter loaded with rhymes
I'm a sure shot shooter
Uh huh
Bring it for the right second then
I'm going for mine
Shoot your shot
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