Sun Duck Kim - Andre Nickatina

Read you like a TV guide

You can’t hide

Better use your cellular

I tapped your phone line

It’s the ginger bread man

Ho catch me if u can

My Kangol makes me look like MC Shan

Rock the atmosphere in my teflon gear

Dont drink coffee but I love Pam Grier

Let me give it to your ear drum and

You hear somthin'

Try to stop it but it just keeps comin'

Just keeps dumpin' just keeps bumpin

Just keeps crumplin'

Tiger, bitch

Relentless like a heat-seeking missle

Then gristle popping like a .45 pistol

With a pencil blowing kisses

To my old bitches good wishes

My red devil fish

Man I feeds em gold fishes

Baby did you call I can hear you whistle

Down the hall sporting leather

Like an NBA basketball freeze frame

Something like a homicide shot

On the move and alert when the set gets hot

Its like chess

Concentrate before you take a step

Because killings on the street is in full effect

Smoke two joints to the dearly departed

Bust nine rhymes and I’m just getting started

MCs come in packs of seven

And every time I send them to the gates of heaven

It’s the ripper

Creased like a fresh pair of Dickies

Most say Andre, some say Nicky

Ricky, pass me a towel cause I’m sweating

Dice game going on and I’m side betting

Little Joe back doo nigga flow or blow

Ho what you know about the black fo-fo

Left for a sec but its welcome back Carter

And just like a baller I came back a starter

Fully loaded, tricks up the sleeve like a thief

Fifth dipped daytons, zap code beat

Microphone tech like straight kung-fu

Nigga fuck me no nigga fuck you

It’s the Nickatina beama masterpiece of rap

Ao when you hear raps, you betta cock yours back

Deeper than a root canal you know the style

Staring at the judge in court with a smile

My Mazda RX-7's name is Pitiful Pete

A one-seater cause it beat in the passenger seat

I came sober, my?

vestiges?

I came to get over

I don’t drink King Cobra bitch I am the king cobra

Like Dracula in an Acura

Cocaine white spectacula