Yeah, original crooks, original heads. We doin' it like this. 

Word up! 

I woke up in the morning, hopped on a train I saw my man 

He had an L in his hand, hide it from the beast 

At least I catch a bus before I hit my block 

I take a mega hit frontin' on the good ship lollipop 

Move the hop so I can put the hip in the grip 

Everybody slip so I can take a trip to the dip 

Dig a deeper hole microphone control with soul 

Look at my hot eye's tell me how could you be cold 

I'm coming to you from the underground, with a thunder sound 

#1 question, "Yo how can I be down?" 

But I tell you bring your lighter and roll your finger 

Back up on the lighter so you can see the fire finger 

Go from left to right then front to back 

Herbal verbal lead is givin' the mic contact 

React whenever I keep your head scopin' 

Ahh don't front you know I got cha opin 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

Check my dialect from my diaphram my man 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

Check the dialect from my diaphram my man 

Me and my crew walk the streets at night 

Like lookin' for the right one, baby 

If it's payday I'm at your doorstep 

I never sweat swingin' the epp nowadays 'cuz my rep 

Is known for the tricks that is straight like toys 

In the cypher with my boys, we be gettin' busy 

Wreckin' shop. I drop the top make the seeds pop 

From the live that I sparked last night in the dark 

I be dedicated to the moon 'cuz it's Black 

Resurrect, come back, tell me about the other side jack 

Now we goin' back to "Who's Got The Props?" when I blew up the spot 

Last year on the box. 

Pressure to come back with another fat single 

Not too underground to make you stop when you mingle 

But bust it, pay attention to the third verse 

and I'mma take you to another level first, Yeah 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

Now you're sweatin' Evil Dee number 1 DJ! 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

Now you're sweatin' Evil Dee number 1 DJ! 

First of all listen, I'm the N you know that 

when you see me at a show you better prepare for the flow 

Right away. I'm givin' you a brighter day. 

It's never sunny, still don't nothin' move but the honey out the page 

So I enta the brotha zone. I come to the front of the stage 

And let you know who's on the phone. Leave it alone. 

See it's a hip hop thang. Not a fake drip drop fame or corny ass lame. 

You can fool the rest but you can't fool me. 

See the best school me for the simple fact 

It's the g-o-d, buck to the shot 

Still took the techs and Buck took the rocks 

So forget the past, no more Shorty 

Strictly Buckshot, I rock you 1 down to 40 Below 

I gots to let her know that I am the day that never tire everytime 

I felt the fire 

People try this when your jam got cold 

Used to be the man now your band got old 

I know the plan, so I keep you scopin' 

Don't front you know I got cha opin. 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

Check the dialect from my diaphram my man 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

It's the original heads, me, and the original crooks 

(Duck Down!) 

Don't front, you know I got cha opin 

Check the dialect from my diaphram my man 

Yeah, without no doubt. This is dedicated to my man 

Big 5, Big Trev. Real's in the place to be 

We're coming to get you out, kid. 

And we out...no doubt