Tekster:
Duke Special I Let You Down

I let you down I let you down I did it well, I gave you hell And messed you around. I was wrong and caught red handed It didn't work the way I planned

I let you down I let you down I did it well, I gave you hell And messed you around. I was wrong and caught red handed It didn't work the way I planned

juice as well. Some of the things I say are outspoken, Guaranteed to have you chokin'. Bitin' mcs are the one I'm yokin'. Kane, I'm outta here, I guess I'll use my token. I

As a child I stack 45's in a pile blow the dust off Put it on before I can walk Play static on my pop dukes automatic I knew I wasn't average music in

Cowboy, you know what I'm sayin'? This is for the slain rappers and the fallen rappers You know what I'm sayin'? This is a special, special, special, special, special

of chewing gum Now I might chew but I don't bite My ideas are mine when I begin to write In my sleep I'll be thinkin' 'bout beats And gettin' on the mic

the Germans behind you In your mind you think you're incredible But Benny, I wore the Black Elvis wig Now, you wear it I took off the wig, you just

and carl, you're, you're wonderful but you're just too reserved. I still can... I know you wil Ybe in a minute. okay, I'll t-tell you what: go back to

midnight hours The the night I asked you what's your name Pledging our love over soda pops And loving you more and more Everyday Let the DJ play that special Song again Let