Ma Dukes

[Verse 1]

I say one for the fam, two for good judgment

Bad luck to trife, good luck to stay above it

Trial and error, O.C.’s out to sever

You gain respect, neglect not to work hard for the

Revenue instead of on the avenue, babbling

I’d rather be accomplishing, making moves, traveling

Insight is right on time—let’s do it

Buck struck again with the disco fluid

I’ll protrude out of your skin like thorns, irritating emcees

'Cause they don’t make songs like these

Mister, it’s the man most leased to excel a long time ago

Many thought I’d fall like a domino, no

Now your face is chump ‘cause I’ve summed up

To something most high, not amounting to a bum

[Verse 2]

I’m coming with fluent rhythm, calm yet storm

Unleashing my speech to each and every one

I wake up in the morning, get up, then I’m yawning

Glad to be alive to another day’s dawning

Some blessed be otherwise — they despise

‘Cause they can’t handle what’s word from the wise

I don’t stress who I measure up to or who’s fond of O’s

‘Cause what you build, I knock down for my condos

Upon those, those words I speak

More or less, my best, just to say the least

Foundation laid, “What gives?”

You ask with a sass, regardless, O.C. lives

[Verse 3]

One time, it’s a check-your-life record

Yeah, peep the method—it’s a smooth kind of effort

With guidelines to put your hand on your chin and think

Ears listen before you say a record ain’t mink

Hard work involves what evolves around O

I try to keep it moderate if that’s how I thought of it

I’ll break beats down, lashing with the voice, choice

Words I’ma say, only spoken when I’m moist

It’s a vibe coinciding with the rhythm

Choice words to follow for suckers to swallow

Each one teach, strong, not weak

So I’ma let mom finish what I started to freak, it’s like