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