The Ugly Duckling Ducky Diss
[verse 1]

Call me poacher ‘cause I’m ‘bout to kill this Lil Ducky out of season
Make a fool of him then make a stew of him with seasoning
Why’d you take this battle? I can’t reason it
There ain’t no rhyme or reason to why you’re directing all your rhymes at me

I’m out of your league, you’ve already been beaten
You’re delusional if you believe that I won’t tear you to pieces
This battle ‘bout to reenact the shooting in Connecticut; ‘bout to send these shots and have you bleeding at your Regal

Leaking fecal matter like excretion, beak and back is seizing
Piece is packed, I’ll leave your Adam’s Apple cracked like the Garden of Eden
Jesus – Maybe you should beat your demons first
‘Cause they be leading you down a path of sharp screaming

Deep breathing and wheezing from the Dessert Eagle squeezing
Body freezing from concretion, diss will leave you with adhesions
I’m the rap Chiropractor while your spineless rhymes need adjusted
I should call this track Scoliosis, leave your back uneven
Woo! – I haven’t even bit into the meat yet
How you call yourself a duck but haven’t got your feet wet in the industry?
Give respect, I’mma end this beef
I’ll neglect this bigotry, get three checks like a trilogy

First, this will hurt you then will change you
You upload to SoundCloud while I’ll distribute and make some change from you
Better rearrange your lines, this shit's too plain, dude
My word play is fly like a plane do

Pray for 9/11 – Allahu Akbar in plain view
I am undisputed, you ain’t even got a debut
I’m above this and other than this, the only way that you will ever get coverage is if you’re covered in bag on today’s news (woo-hoo!)

Yeah - You’re the ugly duckling; The outcast that no one really fucks with
Maybe if your songs didn’t sound like they came from a nursery book, no one would think you fuckin’ suck but bitch I know you’re struggling

[verse 2: post beat switch]

Your career’s invisible like Harry Potter in the cloak
Pronunciations incorrect, it sounds like you’re having a stroke
Dissing me was a rash decision like scraping poison oak
(smack) I just backhanded your rap ‘cause that shit’s a joke

You rap cocky but can’t afford to step in the booth
Step into the ring with me, you getting knocked up out your shoes
Break a tooth, breaking news I got you shaking in your boots
Quake awaken while I state the bare-naked blatant truth
Yeah, I rap fast but I say shit - You slow, still twist on your words like MMA shit
Toe-to-toe with me you will see black like a slave ship
If you ain’t pussy, give me your state-zip – I’ll whack you exactly where your rhymes come out basic until you need a facelift like I’m Jason

You complain about me, can’t tell if you’re a mate or bitch
You on your transgender shit, like make up your mind; do you want a gape or dick?
Whoooaaaa – I didn’t like that Dev, it’s offensive
I don’t give a fuck, it’s a fact; I didn’t invent it

Maybe it’s my name that you shouldn’t have mentioned
Maybe you’re jealous ‘cause instead of Ducky, Dev’s on their recommended
My raps have hypertension, yours incomprehensive
My pen is splendid – Your pencil is bland burnt coffee without Splenda

I am all bars, pen is murderous; the jury still considers me to be defensive
But when the jury hears your shit, they tell you to just hang it up, motherfucker, you suck; you are fired without pension

[exit]

All my bars have this lil ducky locked up
Dev the Follower’s superior, the duck is chopped up
Put into the pot mixed with whiskey shrimp and pasta
While you’re pickin’ up the crumbs like the cookie monster
(x2)