Duck Hunt
[Intro - Duane]
(You rap like a cracker anyway.)
Y'know!
I'm gonna get it right this time, motherfucker!

[Verse 1 - Duane]
I'm bringing home dinner, better warn the miss
I got my trusty dog sidekick to fetch them shits
That giggling little bastard's got me stressing tonight
But I hate being laughed at, so my aim's on tight
I got a straight shooter that I keep at my side
Three bullets in the chamber, like I need it (Yeah, right)
Tell Brandon Lackey "Get the grill ignited"
Because the whole damn neighborhood's getting excited, yeah

[Verse 2 - BrandO]
Quack, quack, boom, bringing nothing but doom
When the ducks fly up, I'm clearing the room
My phat mad skills'll have you holding your breath
I'll have three duck burgers with a side of death, please
I wanna kill that motherfucking dog
But every time I go to shoot, the safety's on
One of these days I'll give you something to laugh about
Duck Hunt, baby, what a pain in the ass, I'm out
[Verse 3 - Duane]
You rap like a cracker, leave my doggy alone
You're just jealous I got more ducks than you to bring home
I just sit back, waiting for them to get in position
Ducks drop from my motherfucking ammunition
No bitching and whining when I miss one, punk
I got two more in the chamber, straight ready to bust
Tell Brandon Lackey he needs to finish this track
'Cause I'm gonna eat dinner and go take a nap, yeah

[Verse 4 - BrandO]
Duane Zuwala, shooting like a girl! (Hey!)
Step aside, Sally, let me give it a whirl
I got a mirror in my hand and my back to the screen
Shooting without looking like nothing you've ever seen before
I make it look easy dropping ducks left and right
I could do this all night, but I'm at Level 99
So I'mma fire up that grill and we're just gonna pretend
That it's duck we're grilling up instead of man's best friend