Lyrics Shoot Your Shot - Ugly Duckling
Man,
I
wanna
know
WHAT
YOU
GOT!
Load
it
up
and
HIT
THAT
SPOT!
Grab
the
mic
and
SHOOT
YOUR
SHOT!
Hey
yo,
P-U-T-S
and
U-D,
you
be
truly
blessed
Rap
panelist,
Thes
handle
this
like
an
analyst
(YES!)
yes
y'all
the
Einstein
rhythm
and
rhyme
Combines
like
red
wine
and
Tylenol
(OOOOH!)
Shit,
the
grown
relaxing
in
the
field
But
don't
sleep,
P
count
green,
not
sheep
With
K.
Jax,
he
rolls
up
the
weed
like
haystacks
To
bath
tub
down
on
you
scrubs
like
Ajax
You're
too
fruity
to
rip
the
rooty
tooty
with
your
loofah
New
booty
ladies
too
lazy
to
raise
the
roof
up
The
plug
desenchufa,
could
the
crew
get
any
doper
Man,
we
own
this,
live
under
the
stairs
like
Mr.
Roper
Home
of
the
(NEW)
generation,
we
got
the
torch
Let
me
call
into
U-D
Dustin
to
bust
'em
off
Blown
Celeb
and
resurrecting
the
dead
with
three
day
block
Posse
cut
resurrection
instead,
so
pass
the
ROCK!
I'm
about
to
pop
the
clip
in
as
I
stop
the
opposition
You
gotta
cop
a
listen
when
I'm
knockin
like
a
piston
I
spit
arsenic
so
I'm
hard
to
miss
You're
in
a
DAZE
cause
I
BLAZE
like
an
arsonist
I
come
up
in
the
house
like
a
thief
in
the
night
And
electrify
a
crowd
like
keys
on
a
kite
(STAY
CALM!)
Before
I
drop
the
napalm
Find
yourself
caught
in
a
dangerous
liaison
Lay
it
on
thick,
brick
by
brick,
lickety
split
Rhymes
are
fat
like
Jiminy
Glick
You
want
beef,
here's
a
hickory
stick,
I
shoot
the
gift
You
won't
know
it
till
it's
over
like
a
mystery
flick
To
put
it
blunt,
I
pack
a
punch
like
a
school
lunch
Got
no
time
for
punks,
they
take
lumps
So
PLEASE
stop
bugging
for
my
honeycombs
Or
I'll
hit
you
in
the
funny
bone
(OWW!)
Man,
I
wanna
know
WHAT
YOU
GOT!
Load
it
up
and
HIT
THAT
SPOT!
Grab
the
mic
and
SHOOT
YOUR
SHOT!
Come
on,
you
gotta
SHOOT
YOUR
SHOT!
(Yeah,
yeah)
We
wanna
know
WHAT
YOU
GOT!
(Yeah,
yeah)
Load
it
up
and
HIT
THAT
SPOT!
(Yeah,
yeah)
Grab
your
mic
and
SHOOT
YOUR
SHOT!
Andy's
the
name,
takin
aim
like
Calamity
Jane
In
a
rap's
last
stand
I'm
the
man
who
remains
When
I
claim
to
pack
heat
(uh-huh),
know
my
ammunition
Is
my
flow
and
rhythm
SO
I'm
armed
to
the
teeth
My
lungs
are
gun
powder,
throat
cold
and
narrow
So
when
I
open
my
mouth
you're
looking
down
the
barrel
Of
an
emcee
sniper,
eye
in
the
scope
Reigning
down
rounds
of
rhyme,
fire,
and
smoke
(BOOM!)
Lighting
strikes
twice
from
my
mic
device
Cause
when
I
write
it's
like
guns
in
knife
fights
There's
no
competition
so
I
don't
listen
You
think
you're
dope
here's
a
penny,
go
wishin
I
shoot
to
kill,
better
know
the
odds
Or
wind
up
on
boot
hill,
man
get
out
of
dodge
(U-D!)
plus
Thes
One
and
Double
K
We
all
just
laugh
when
your
record
is
played
Ain't
nothing
funny,
what
y'all
laughin
at?
Yeah,
it's
K.
Jackson
over
here
with
my
homeboy
You
know
what
I'm
saying
I'm
just
helpin
'em
out
on
this
microphone
It
goes
hippa
to
the
hoppa
and
it
just
don't
stoppa
I'm
dressed
in
all
black
with
my
man
K.
Jax
I
got
thrown
in
the
slammer,
I
tried
to
battle
Hammer
They
wanna
interview
me
so
I
spit
in
the
camera
You
know
I
love
Pac,
that's
why
I
got
SHOT
Had
to
gain
some
credibility,
now
everybody
feelin
me
I'm
on
VH-ONE
and
MTV
I'm
down
with
DJ
EZ
Rock
and
I'm
back
with
U-D
It
takes
one
to
roll
the
blunt,
it
takes
two
to
get
jumped
And
I
be
hanging
at
the
church
house
looking
for
sluts
I
hate
rap
music
but,
see,
I'm
so
damn
good
My
homey
told
me
"Boy,
get
it
like
I
know
that
you
could"
So
I
stole
the
microphone,
wrote
rhymes
on
my
own
When
I
go
to
Burger
King
all
the
chicks
are
on
my
bone
It
grows
and
grows
and
grows,
gets
a
little
bigger
You
wanna
see
me
skeet,
baby
girl,
pull
the
trigger
I've
got
bang
for
your
butt
and
I
hate
posse
cuts
I'm
a
one
mic
thriller,
I'm
a
soft
beverage
chiller
Whoever
takes
the
mic,
you
better
be
illa
Now
what's
the
time,
everybody
say
(MILLER!)
Man,
I
wanna
know
WHAT
YOU
GOT!
Load
it
up
and
HIT
THAT
SPOT!
Grab
the
mic
and
SHOOT
YOUR
SHOT!
Once
again,
you
gotta
SHOOT
YOUR
SHOT!
(Yeah,
yeah)
I
wanna
know
WHAT
YOU
GOT!
(Yeah,
yeah)
Load
it
up
and
HIT
THAT
SPOT!
(Yeah,
yeah)
Get
on
the
cut
and
SHOOT
YOUR
SHOT!
("I'm
a
sure
shot
shooter!")
--] Afrika
Baby
Sham
("And
my?
got
a
six
shooter
loaded
with
rhymes")
("I'm
a
sure
shot
shooter!")
--] Afrika
Baby
Sham
("And
my?
got
a
six
shooter
loaded
with
rhymes")
("I'm
a
sure
shot
shooter!")
--] Afrika
Baby
Sham
("And
my?
got
a
six
shooter
loaded
with
rhymes")
("I'm
- I'm
- I'm
- I'm
- I'm
- I'm
a
sure
shot
shooter!")
--] Afrika
Baby
Sham
("Bring
it
for
the
right
second,
then
I'm
going
for
mine.")
SHOOT
YOUR
SHOT!
*BANG*
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