Compton’s Most Wanted Duck Sick Lyrics

It’s a Compton Thang Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 One Time Gaffled Em Up
  • 2 I’m Wit Dat
  • 3 Final Chapter
  • 4 I Give Up Nuthin’
  • 5 This Is Compton
  • 6 Rhymes Too Funky, Part 1 (live at Lonzo’s 1988)
  • 7 Duck Sick
  • 8 Give It Up
  • 9 Late Night Hype
  • 10 I Mean Biznez
  • 11 It’s a Compton Thang
  • (You was jealous, it's all your fault) --> Milk Dee
    (What's up, punk?)
    (You was jealous, it's all your fault)
    (Pretty soon it's a homie you're grievin)
    (You was jealous, it's all your fault)
    (Got beef? What a pity)
    (You was jealous, it's all your fault)

    [ VERSE 1: MC Eiht ]
    Back for the payback, black, you came up shorter
    Geah, your *** is out, Eiht wrote a-
    Nother funky rap about your jealous conflict
    How you diss C.M.W, boy, you ain't said ****
    Your senses should tell ya: kick it, don't be a hero
    Equipped to whip is Eiht, unlike a zero
    I gotta hitcha, or get witcha
    Sit down, clown, I commence to paint a picture
    Hm, it's kinda funny, but yet somewhat amazing
    Take you serious? I think about it while I'm blazing
    Only then will my reaction show
    How I chill and let my tempo flow
    Too sorry is the name for your rap
    No competition, dissin, boy, you need to be slapped
    Eiht ain't no punk, so learn it quick
    Oh yes, p.s., C.M.W., and you can get my duck sick

    You can get the duck sick

    You can get my duck sick

    You can get the duck sick

    [ VERSE 2: Tha Chill ]
    I don't believe it, how the hell'd you get on wax?
    Makin demos on your tape deck tracks
    You did a show, and I heard it was wack
    You tossed our records, think I tossed right back
    You got the nerve, tryin to go down like a trooper
    In better words, you go down like King Cooper
    So stop your little dissing, saying that I can't handle
    I put your lights out, you have to rap by a candle
    Go head up punk, or sell out, I know you must've
    Heard the word, new jack, I'm not a buster
    Always down to bust a record, a party, know what I mean?
    But unlike yourself, sucker, I do it for cream
    So period, end of story, don't even bore
    Me, Tha Chill MC, claim to gory
    So that's it, the Eiht and Chill is the ****
    (Chill) Word, and you can get the duck sick

    You can get the duck sick

    Yo, you can get my - duck sick

    You can get the duck sick

    Geah - get the duck sick

    You can get the duck sick

    Get the duck sick
    Word up

    You can get the duck sick

    [ VERSE 3: MC Eiht ]
    Wait a minute, hold up, punk, I know you're kiddin
    Sayin E can't hang, you're bullshittin
    I'm not a rookie, meaning a beginner
    If fakin was a sin, you'd be a sinner
    Load up my mic and gat, start gunnin
    Fresh off the Compton streets, so start runnin
    You come across like a two-bit sucker
    Tryin to compare with a hard mutpha****a
    Punk, they call me Eiht, so give me respect
    I heard you did a show on your Mom's tape deck
    Fool, you ****ed up smooth tryin to diss
    A victim of a violent crime on the list
    So wake up and smell the bud', you little pupils
    Tryin to go head up, punk, you got no scruples
    Conflict you pick, you're sick
    You can't fade us, but yo, you can get the E's duck sick

    You can get the duck sick

    Geah, you can get the E's duck sick

    You can get the duck sick

    School em

    [ VERSE 4: Tha Chill ]
    Now, who got you hip to be a rapper?
    You sorry jack-*** (You punk whipper snapper)
    Just take a step back, and boy, start peepin
    On Eiht and Chill (Geah, ain't no sleepin)
    Quiet as it's kept, the news'll spread like AIDS
    Hip-Hop, C.M.W. gets paid
    Always down to dunk the funk
    Or clownin down a weak-*** punk
    The beef you got, to Chill, don't mean ****
    Just a test I have to pass to show I'm on hit
    And Tha Chill's on hit, legit
    With the E I don't quit
    I grab a chair and a whip
    Like a lion, suckers I'm tamin
    Peel a cap and snap on the mic, because I'm gamin
    So watch me rip, cause you suckers is on a ego tip
    Stupid suckers, yo you can get Chill's duck sick

    You can get the duck sick

    What you say, E?
    Get the duck sick

    Get the duck sick

    Yo, who want the duck sick now?
    My man Unknown want the duck sick, E
    My man DJ Slip want the duck sick
    Word em up, Mike we be boomin on the boards want the duck sick
    My Deejays Ant see and Mike T want the duck sick

    You guys are sick

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