Ugly Duckling - Smack lyrics

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Ugly Duckling - Smack lyrics

Watch out! Here it comes (*4X*) [Verse One] Hold it right there, your attention folks We came here - to fulfill your hopes But you better WATCH OUT, it might get ugly Cause you my friend are beginnin to bug me So here's a little smack, goin back to the grill again Hit you in the hat like Skipper did Gilligan So get back, before I snap like a Kit Kat And pop you in the mouth, quicker than a Tic Tac Bif bam BOOM like a Batman fight scene You defeatin U.D. that was a pipe dream Kickin you around like a hackeysack With the beats and the raps that be action packed I'm ready to go, I got my foot on the petrol And if you didn't know I steal the show like a klepto I grew up, with the love for rap But this is combat and you're about to get smacked [Hook] I think I gotta think I gotta think I gotta hit'cha {*4X*} Like SMACK~! You make me laugh Talkin that way, get off the crack or SLAP~! You needed that We'll teach you how to act, when we go SMACK~! You make me laugh Talkin that way, you better step back or SLAP~! You needed that We'll teach you how to act When we go smack {*"Hit hard like the heavyweight champ"*} {*"I'll put you in your place"*} {*"Like SMACK" - Guru*} [Verse Two] We used to call them perpetrators But now if you do they'll say you're a hater Well it's true, cause I hate you And all of that hogwash that you do You, jiggy rappers are a lie and disgrace So I'm runnin up, comin with the pie in your face Cause you pose and blow kisses, your image is fictitious Hot junk, but you're a punk like Sid Vicious I was born six o'clock on the dot, ready to rock Took one look at the doc and then I blew up the spot I move the crowd like I called in a bomb threat You're nervous, I see your knees shakin, your palms sweat I come equipped with explosiveness So know the risk, or you gon' get blown to bits On the microphone I'm dangerous as Defcon 3 And you'll find out, you never shoulda slept on me [Hook] {*more scratches*} [Hook] That's right This one's goin out to all you cats Wearin retro jerseys with matchin hats and too much j**elry Rockin that gangster pop ringtone rap Watch out, yeah, you might get SMACKED~! Mmm, in the place