Ducky Boy

Yo, uh.
I'm never hesitant to say "Fuck the President."
Catch him at his resident with central intelligence.
My government - be on some undercover shit.
They label me a threat cause I won't be a vet.
I detect a unusual suspect.
The dialectic offset hitting planets in the polar parlor.
Death threat - Aimed at generation Triple-X.
It's terminating your self-determination - my set.
They show me no respect, from the moment you set.
On the African continent with chains and whips.
Barters and ships. Yo, apologize, bitch.

I hold the Ten Commandments.
Bust yo' bones from the planet.
The camera candid, my entourage just landed.
Read the written hype, killa' cold via satellite.
Parasite, rock the diamond colour no china white.

(WARNING)

Stand still - Nobody move.
They stunning you when they come.
This bass be on the drum.
So get a schoolyard, cause the rules are.
Those with full hearts, stick around, get found, and beat down.

I'm the Cap-T arista. Collapse charisma.
But then a 8 by 10 Polaroid picture.
The 5 unidentified chemical production.
Fresh, never-the-less reflection of an ugly duckling.

(You've never known fear. 'Til you've seen... Ducky Boys.)

Over the water, got ships at your last border.
Open brutality got you grippin' your camcorder.
Secret society, solicit this grand order.
They stand forward, conserving the wealth of planned murder.
Are these clowns really aware? It sounds silly.
But playground dwellers beware the town fully.
The unruly force that pillages whole cities.
While media justifies - The stories are told pretty.

(Rated R. No-one under 17 admitted without parent.)

(Bus' you up real good pretty boy. May 23rd.)