Left Behind

Left Behind -Ugly Duckling
You better hurry up or get left behind
Like your harry derriere where the sun don't shine
Tom Slick on the track but the streets are mine
And thanks to Einstein I got beats to rhyme
Designed like a porcupine untouchable
I'm a four course meal you're a lunchable
This beat will self-destruct
In five four
Diz hold up
Going off like a cuckoo clock
I was kicking with the beat till my shoe flew off
As I rock with better timing than a metronome
To set the tone looking for respect alone
On the throne putting in work like Solomon Burke
To take over the world like an Ottoman Turk
Butterball's unlikely to rock shows nightly
To wild but excite then I'm mild like Spike Lee
I run through your city like a bullet train
And blow the roof off like a hurricane
I'm sick so sick I got my own disease
The doc said I had a case of flow with ease
In a hundred degrees I blow my nose and sneeze
I'm so cold they call me cool breeze
You're doing downhill like an avalanche
And you're full of more bull than a cattle ranch
Yup you the cat who said that we were through
Too old school need to do something new
You're slipping like I threw out a banana peel
On the ground or you can kneel to the man of steel
As I speed through the sky with the bird's eye view
And you must be high like a nerd's IQ
Do yo homework press rewind
You better go back before you get left behind
Left behind you get left behind
Left behind you better hurry up and get left behind
I spit quick like a lizard's lick
And slick as if I was the grand wizard rick
Hit with the fans me and diz mark man
To split command cause panic like a shark's fine
When the beat starts stop beating hearts
Teeth extremely sharp coming at your meaty parts
Making a mess out of discotheques
The crowd crazed like I got gizmo wet
I dibbled and dabbled on roads less traveled
I kicked up dust and kicked up gravel
No sleep till Brooklyn as well as Seattle
Young Einstein with the funky piano
And I'm on the mic like Mick Jagger's lips
U.D.'s all that and a bag of chips
You can't get with this like you might slip a disc
Better take it as a warning like I slit my wrists
Like heavy D steady B rapping is my pedigree
People looking dead at me rhymes roll readily
I hold it down like a paperweight
To make them happy like I baked a cake
See I can take a break and mold it to shape
Cause when I'm ripping
And my word is like an iceberg here's the tip of it
A little message I hope we get through
So you move like a fetus in the fallopian tube
I'm full strength like a cyclops eye drops
I got support like high tops
I keep the mic hot till you turn the lights off
Then I'm nocturnal like a nighthawk
Caw
Swoop down when I search for prety
You better run and hide from the words I say
I keep it tighter than cornrows
And I'm a stop rapping when the horn blows
Left behind you get left behind
Left behind you better hurry up and get left behind
Left behind you get left behind
Left behind you better hurry up and get left behind
Left behind