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