Lyrics
Berdly
Vs
Duck
Ahhh! It must be computer day
This blue jay jumped off Twitter's new display
And yet, I don't that he can teach me a lesson
Makes sense that the logo was changed to an "X" then
Attention freak! I won't tolerate anyone direspecting me!
You can check the three of us, the best is me
Because I'm keen to grab the weaponry
And bash the head in of this pesky bee!
Did you say pesky bee? He's more like a baby pigeon
No I meant it! Oh
Treat this like Noelle in a spelling bee and forget it!
You don't have an intellect just cause you have a Reddit
Your best invention was a way to steal credit!
All of your accolades you got because of Holiday
Even Ralsei would say you're not somebody to tolerate
I logged onto Colin, all for the Doc to say that "Something's missing"
You've never had a Father's Day!
Not even Susan's doomed with such a dumb mind!
Your IQ comes up even shorter than your run time
I got the Queen Clean flows and the punchlines
Baker voices you cause you were turned lunch line!
You don't got bars! Even if you've done time
My verse is like a kart, everybody bumps mine!
That smoke's cause my fire flow is so dope
While you stay low, that's why everybody calls you Duck right?
My winning at the Spelling Bee is nothing I'm ashamed of
Last I checked your series' spelling ain't always the "greytizd"
Not to mention what you're dropping in your math equations
That's why a meat factory's the only place you're graded with an "A"
So can it (hah!), I'd say it takes guts to face me
But they took it as your guts were for the taking
Jaming them into their faces!
I know you have stuffing but that's crazy!
I say no more funding any puppets stranded in a basement!
I'm dead, that was weak banter
You're history like a room in Queen's manor
And you would still be in it, If Kris didn't free Lancer
You deserve to go on fire like a freelancer
And by the way, your getup's really stupid
If you had ice on your wrist then you couldn't even use it
So if your dreams were being cool, forget it!
Cause you're just another teen in your group projecting
My lines can ICE-shock! Guess you're con-DUCK-tive!
Last seen June 19th? That's an ab-DUCK-tion!
My lines are fly while your pilot got denied
Cause it was no one's favorite idea to look at Duck's dick!
So what's up, Duck! Or do you even know the meaning of it?
My inventory got no room left for this freaky puppet!
I got the job done, so pass me the pound
And call another coffin to put this guy back in the ground!
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