Filthy Interlude aka The Duck

Uh... this sample is filthy

Sunset! Bastards!

[Verse 1: Von Pea]

I'm anti-standby

Let's get poppin'

Your promo passed on

(Rest In Peace, Cochran!)

I guess you gotta make some heat now

Lay some beats down

A brand new critical beatdown

(It's Moooonlighting)

No it's not

But whatever'll get you cheapskates to cop

See now? We're trying to put in work

The only time I'm in XXL is when I'm wearing a shirt

And that hurts

[Verse 2: Donwill]

One, two, (two)

Before the moon lights the sky

Dog, the sun gotta set

Tanya Morgan's in control like Father Time had triplets

Lifted up the sun so you could download the hotness

A gift to everyone, just show support on future projects

MCs be saying much of nothing like Brick Beats

Well he don't gotta talk, homeboy, he let his hands speak

So what's your excuse? I don't think so

You just copy cats for the paper like you work at Kinko's

[Verse 3: Ilyas]

Bingo!

Not a dog, women love the lingo, though

I'm not a gigolo

But I'll put you in a figure four

Leg lock, make the bed rock

Sure, my heads not right

Spend a lot of nights

Writing by my vices

Now I'm the nicest

More flow lowdown

No clown, profound

Can't use a pronoun

To describe what I transcribe

I'm live

It's all gravy, cause you turkeys are jive