me 'cause there's more to see Call my neighborhood a ghetto 'cause it houses minorities The other color don't know you can run but not hide These are tales
holds down a fort Why you smiling for? These niggas playing games on the street That's where they meet the heat, they sweep they ass up off of they feet This ain't no fairy tale
, I can A nod, a wink, another drink, I am the domino man Through a twenty deep screen of humorists Through slavering jaws and angry fists Through tales
Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorways, thunder went crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows
out for easin' Bodily functions makin' 'em dance And Pep, this is the Christmas season This is duck season and I'm gettin' high You're outta luck, duck
nigga Prod, he's a gangsta I know the game bro and I could be a fuckin' murderer The hot shells melt yo ass G and the Tales From the Crypt Grabs yo ass
Verse 2] When I heard Too Short "The Freaky Tales" I was still a virgin, I was mad as hell Had nothin to lose, everythang to prove Tryin to fuck every duck
want somebody go bust him? Nah fuck, that I'ma hit this nigga out the window, son Ga head, man, shit, shit, shit, don't blow it up, duck down Yo, let
niggas that's more chicken then pot pies Bok bok bok I'm shakin' your tale feathers I got big balls, I'm a Sac King like Chris Webber Luda' will take you back to duck
you pull me near You take away all of my fear They're trying to unveil my disguise To uncover some truths and a couple of lies Won't matter every tale
-five drive I'm deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something good I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee within tales from the
Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of bolts, struck shadows in these
pace sometimes I feel like a super hero urgin' to free my kind I'm so accurate I shoot ya heart with a dime now I'm back to the moral of my tale I see
fired If I get in I'm sprayin' everybody the boss the manager Yo, these are definitely the last days Yo, here he comes with his gun yo duck duck Black
watch this movie) This the real shit (Shut the fuck up) '98, it's ours Ay yo, ay yo, regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail I kick street tales, choking
know, questions nobody else dares to ask Questions like Where are all the Sour Patch Parents? Questions like if Mickey's a mouse, and Minnie's a mouse, and Donald's a duck
" But I pop shit, pop guns, an' pop some, ye An' I don't care where you been, or what jail Go tell Disney all ya fuckin' 'Duck tales' It's da all new
