Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cover & Duck, artist - Celph Titled. Album song The Gatalog, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.10.2002
Record label: Demigodz Enterprises
Song language: English
Cover & Duck |
| Yeah, I’m here, put a sock in your mouth |
| You now rockin’with Styles |
| That’s how we knockin 'em down |
| No other option around |
| Cause I’m just cockin’and POW! |
| Me and my popular pals |
| Don’t make me hop in the crowd, stop jockin’about |
| We taking over and stomping all of your sports spiders |
| Cover and duck, a Machine straight out of Fort Minor |
| Roll with a pack of fifty |
| So when they get they gettin’shifty |
| I put a stamp on it and slap 'em with a flask of whiskey |
| You got your holster blazin' |
| Buzzin’with no sedation |
| I got a (gun cocks) and a party cap for both occasions |
| With something terrible seepin’into your stadium |
| Never perform solo, I’m freakin’sick in the cranium |
| Packin''em in, yeah, the ruler gets back |
| We’re quick to |
| Crackin’ya shins with aluminum bats |
| Got the place going bananas and they pumpin’they fists |
| I’m tilt my brim to Los Angeles and jump in the pit |
| What the fuck are you doing, man? |
| You spilled my Cristal all over me |
| So raw, so rugged, so rough |
| Like a runaway train we’re tearing the track up |
| We’re at it again, we’re ready to act up |
| So cover and duck, show us you’re rockin’with us |
| Let’s see a fist if you’re rockin’with this |
| Let me see your fist if you’re rockin’with this |
| From the start 'til the end, night until the dawn |
| It’s that fight music cause right when it comes on |
| You just lose control of your elbows and fists |
| Fuckin’other disregard for your body in the pit |
| People are swinging limbs, swinging bottles and chairs |
| Throwin’lime, backin’motherfuckers up in the air |
| So back up, we got you wearing that Fight Club glare |
| Steady, tearing down the club cause you just don’t care |
| It’s the realest way to feel it when the speakers pop poppin' |
| You with it if you get it when that beat starts knockin' |
| And we kill it when get up on that mic, start rockin' |
| And you feel it when you hear it cause we’re on non stoppin' |
| So ask a buddy or a friend if they know, no |
| We do it daily, never maybe, every show, show |
| Y’all want to get down? |
| I’m ready to roll |
| Right now, y’all ready? |
| let’s get it, let’s go! |
| So raw, so rugged, so rough |
| Like a runaway train we’re tearing the track up |
| We’re at it again, we’re ready to act up |
| So cover and duck, show us you’re rockin’with us |
| Let’s see a fist if you’re rockin’with this |
| Let me see your fist if you’re rockin’with this |
| Let’s see a fist if you’re rockin’with this |
| Let me see your fist if you’re rockin’with this |
| Ryu! |
| Yo, so now they notice me, rockin’over Shinoda beats |
| Makin’it crack like the extract in cocoa leaves |
| Hopefully labels love it, if not then fuck 'em |
| I’m cuttin’the break cables, ain’t stoppin’at nothing |
| My hype is comin', murder for the price of a muffin |
| You think twice with a steak knife stuck in your stomach |
| I’m like «Who ever wanted whistle? |
| I’ll let you bring a pistol» |
| I’ll put a verse on both wings like a stinger missile |
| Provoking people to bring it, I keep the weapons stable |
| I’ll blow a fucking hole through it like a western bagel |
| Yeah, I talk tough and I rap ignorant too |
| Sick of me kickin’knowledge, getting crap on my shoes |
| I’m off my rocker, a psycho stalker |
| The girl called me David Beckham, she thought I was going to sock her/soccer |
| Nah, I’m the one to get it crackin', the plan works |
| Before I rock a show you gotta fax in the fans first |
| Ready? |
| Let’s go! |
| So raw, so rugged, so rough |
| Like a runaway train we’re tearing the track up |
| We’re at it again, we’re ready to act up |
| So cover and duck, show us you’re rockin’with us |
| Let’s see a fist if you’re rocking with this |
| Let me see your fist if you’re rocking with this |
| Come on, Celph Titled! |
| If it ain’t raw, it ain’t right, so get it right |
| We at it again, now to act up and start a fight |
| So cover and duck cause we runnin’a muck |
| No, cover and duck cause we about to erupt |
| Throw your motherfuckin’hands to the sky, sky |
| And make a fist if you want to get live, live |
| Throw your motherfuckin’hands to the sky, sky |
| And make a fist if you want to get live, live |
| Come on y’all! |
| Yeah! |
| You like that shit? |
| We had to get real Godzilla on 'em this time |
| Tak and Ryu, S.O.B., Celph Titled. |
| M. Shinoda the Cobra Holder, Demigodz |
| That’s how my crew do, shut the fuck up when Fort Minor’s talking! |