Ugly Duckling - Left Behind lyrics

rate me

You better hurry up or get left behind

like your hairy dairy-aire where the sun don't shine

tom slick on the tracks through the streets of mine

and thanks to einstein I got beats to rhyme

Design like a porcupine - UNTOUCHABLE

I'm a full course meal, you're a lunchable

This beat will self destruct...

5, 4, 3 - tiz, hold up

Blowin off like a coo-coo clock

I was kickin w/ the beats then my show flew off

cause I rock with better timing than a metronome

set the tone, looking for respect alone

on the throne, put in the work like Soloman Burke

to take over the world like an ottoman turk

but the buzz unlikely, the rockshows nightly

the wow with excitement

I'm out like spike lee

I run through your city like a pullin train

and blow the roof off like a hurricane

I'm sick, so sick I got my own disease

the doc said I had to kick some flow with ease

80 hundred degrees, I blow my nose and sneeze

I'm so cool, they call me cool breeze

your going downhill like an avalanche

and your full of more than a cattle ranch

Yep, you, the cat who said that we were through

too old school, need to do something new

your slippin like i'm throwin a banana peel on the ground

and you can kneel to the man of steel

as I leap to the sky with a bird's eye view

and you must be hi like a nerd's IQ

Do your homework, press rewind

you better go back before you get left behind

left behind...

you better hurry up and get left behind

I spit quick like a lizard's lick

and slick as if I was the grand wizard rick -hit

with the fans, me and Bizmark man

split commands cause penny like a shark spin

when the beat starts, stop eatin hard

teeth extremely sharp, coming at your beaty hearts

Bigger the mess at a discotec

the crowd crazed like I got gizmo wet

I dibbled and dabbled on roads less traveled

I kicked up dust and kicked up gravel

No sleep 'til Brooklyn as well as Seattle

young Einstein with the funky piano

and i'm on a mic with Mick Jagger's lips

you - "he's all that and a bag of chips"

you can't get with this, you might slip a disc

Better take it as a warnin - like I slit my wrists

Like heavy d - steady b - rappin is my pedigree

people lookin good at me, rhymes roll readily

I hold it down like a paper weight

to make em happy like I baked a cake - see

I can take a brick and mold it to shape

cause when I'm rippin and my word is like an iceberg

here's the tip of it

A little message, I hope we get through

so you can move like a fetus in the fallopian tube

I'm full strength like a cyclops eyedrops -

I got support like hightops

I keep the mic hot 'til you turn the lights off

then I'm nocturnal like a nighthawk

swoop down when I search for prey

you better run and hide from the words I say

I keep it tighter than cornrows

and I'm a stop rappin when the horn blows

left behind

better hurry up and get left behind

you get left behind