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D​-​Day: The Remixes

by Tha Duke

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    Mixtape by Tha Duke.

    These are the tracks I featured on.
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1.
It's Syze in the place with a knife to your face/ And I'm divin' from planes with a kite on my waist/ Give me hymens to taste, if to die is my fate/ Oh well, I'll go to Hell and I'm climbin' the gates/ I'm drivin' a Fiat laughin' at your Porsche/ Crappin' on your porch, rappin' at The Source/ Five Mics, Unsigned Hype at the same time/ It's a fun fact I run tracks like a train line/ My brain vibes send signals into outer space/ Into aliens craniums at astoundin' rates so pout your face/ You're 'bout to taste defeat like my toes in your mouth/ Forget rollin' the dice, I'm fuckin' throwin' them out/ I'm bowlin' a strike with my dick and my nuts/ Penguins for ten pins and not p-pickin' 'em up/ Sick in the nut, sick in the head and that's one verse/ I'll fuck a chick and egg just to see what comes first/
2.
Here's a fun fact, they want me doin' club tracks like Duke/ Nah, I'll step inside a mic booth and spit a haiku/ We both rhyme good, basically I'm you/ Only times two - times two, times two/ The cleverest of people, intelligent when speakin'/ When my mind rhymes it's developin' a fetus/ But if it's not good enough my mind aborts it/ And I write some more shit, is it tight? Of course it's/ Tight like corsets, every verse hard like woodies/ Drive hearse cars like Earnhardt, I serve bars like Woody/ To work hards my duty, never sleep on the job/ Either I spit ether or get deeper than Jaws/ I'll reap the rewards cuz you reap what you sew/ I'm a theif with a goal to be stealin' the show/ So, what was the stork fucking when this bitch was born?/ Your style has more short comings than midget porn/
3.
I’m a carnivore, schooled in the art of war/ Your heart is sore, feedin’ frenzies, eatin’ emcees, you are the starter course/ So bar your doors, I’ll bring it to your house like Parcelforce/ Gut you then I’ll put you in a hole - that’s par for course/ You haven’t bargained for what Syze is sellin’/ My mind’s a weapon and it’s time to let it/ Roam free, oh gee - its straining at the leash/ The pain it will relieve when your brain is in my teeth/ Forget the fame it isn’t me, I’m not expectin’ a miracle/ Ignored the clubs and sluts and I perfected the lyrical/ While half of you wasters haven’t mastered the basics/ I did it faster than races with African nations/ That’s a grandiose statement but my tracks back it up/ No cheques stackin’ up but the facts are enough/ I was once told to hear what the fans are sayin’/ I near laughed to death like Nanda Bayin//

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released June 13, 2011

Mixtape by Tha Duke.
Hosted By DJ O-One.

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