I'm Duck staff even when I'm by myself I'm Boot Camp Clik even I'm by myself I'm Fab 5 when I'm by myself I'm O.G.C. even I'm by myself
Husk, husk,
Hang ass up like a poster Got niggas out and not sure who be Eshkoshka don't know ya so I can't see why they wanna start ya
It's a shame Strang, got aim than an archer M.P. Rock please prepare my ship for Beat these boys ass and make 'em run and get they fathers Niggas get dropped from the hip hop
It's the Mc fly like a vulture 1,2, I come through on the Beast from the east call me of the jungle Beast from the east, from the east, beast from the east
comin' like a hurricane lickin' shots Strang comin' a hurricane lickin' shots Strang like a hurricane lickin' shots Strang comin' like a hurricane shots I roar like a grizzly they say, "Damn, he gets busy"
I be Grand like but I most move wit' Dru Ha Puts the B in hoo-ya, Strang comin' ya halleluiah but it still won't help ya Run from OGC and get caught by Skeltah
to the other side, run for cover hide And you still wouldn't be safe even if I let 'em This ain't baseball, I waste y'all, ask no Attack from the from the black Smif 'N Wessun
I be rubbishin', any that claims they be bubbilin' Get that ass Like them niggas they be handlin' my publishin' I be lovin' fake rappers
Question my status my crew be the phattest Add this you can ask my man the Big Kablow make you say yaow Junior You been warned, the in the atmosphere
Move over room Gunn Clappaz here 'Cause it's ill how I kick lyrical skill wit' the No joke when I ya chokin' off the exhaust Of course, who else it be but Mr. Strang Who'll hit that ass from every angle, they really wanna tangle
Strang comin' like a lickin' shots Strang comin' like a hurricane lickin' Strang comin' a hurricane lickin' shots Strang comin' like a hurricane lickin' When I roar like a grizzly say, "Damn, he gets busy"
Ay yo Strang, whassup, You should let 'em exactly why you be number 1 I think they understand
First of all Strang comes first and My first would be to burn y'all wack raps like toast Fuck the day of school, I'm on 1st Ave At the First National so I could fly first class
And I be the in line Crack that ass before I even to kick my first rhyme I'm in the Hall like puffin L's all day First mister, keep the fat broads away
Fresh fly, O.G.C. be the by Puff lai my nigga Tek out of Bed-Stuy Then I come through the wickedness Who be kickin' this, Strang, I light up like Christmas
Strang comin' like a hurricane lickin' Strang comin' a hurricane lickin' shots Strang comin' a hurricane lickin' shots comin' like a hurricane lickin' shots When I roar like a they say, "Damn, he gets busy"