LUSCIOUS DUNCAN CONTROLS THE UNIVERSE

by LUSCIOUS DUNCAN

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LUSCIOUS DUNCAN CONTROLS THE FUCKING UNIVERSE

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released 21 February 2013
GIANT THANK YOU TO BEATJUNKIE82...more than half this mixtape is from instrumentals on his channel. Please check him out and support him by subscribing because it will do YOU a lot of good as well. The man has impeccable taste in hip-hop and has an insane collection. THOUSANDS of hip-hop vinyls (!) uploaded including tons and tons of instrumentals. He's amazing. I don't know what else to say. Go to his channel right now. Don't even listen to this mixtape.

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1. WOOP WOOP WOODIE

Beat is "NY, NY" by Marley Marl (2001), Producer: Marley Marl

2. LUSCIOUS BANDANA

Beat is "Gucci Bandana" by Soulja Boy (2009), Producer: Soulja Boy

3. STASH

Beat by Luscious Duncan
Mixed by JD from The Sooper Swag Project

4. UGH

Beat is "Taylor Gang" by Wiz Khalifa (2011), producer: Lex Luger

5. ROCK SUPREME

Beat is "Respiration" by Black Star (1998), producer: Hi-Tek

6. LUSCIOUS SCIENTIST

Beat is "Got It Locked" by Rugged Scientist (1996), producer: Rugged Scientist

7. DAMN (I'M THE FUCKING MAN)

Beat / Production by Luscious Duncan

8. THE REMEDY

Beat is "Don't Mean Jak" by Parallax (1994), producer: J-Sin

9. HORATIO'S HANDS

Beat is "Rotten Apple" by Royal Flush (1996), producer: Ez Elpee

10. TRICKED YA!!

Beat is "Start It Up" by A Tribe Called Quest (1998), producer: The Ummah

11. GET MONEY, GET PAID, FUCK BITCHES

Beat is "Spontaneous Combustion" by The Doxxmen (1997), producer: J. Azor & M. Richardson

12. YES YES

Beat / Production by Luscious Duncan

13. THE PRESIDENT

SPECIAL THANKS GO TO IAN PARAMO FOR BEING THE FIRST PERSON TO EVER SUGGEST A WORD FOR ME THAT I ENDED UP USING IN A VERSE. I HAD WRITER'S BLOCK AFTER "CATCH A BITCH SCHEMIN AND THEN I LEAVE HER" AND I TOLD HIM I WANTED A WORD OR PHRASE THAT RHYMED WITH "LESS THAN SLICK" AND HE SAID "EXCREMENT" AND THUS RE-INITIATED MY FEVERISH WRITING PROCESS. THANK YOU IAN. YOU ARE A WONDERFUL FRIEND.

i don't remember where i got this beat, somebody help me find out what it is so i can credit the producer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Track Name: WOOP WOOP WOODIE
woop woop woodie bar snake dog pootchie
got lucys and two seats back for the smoochies
ha ha honeys on my la la got prada nah
but i wrote this up on a versace macintosh

mazeltof take the muzzle off and spit at em
hacktooie globs of loogie like glistening atoms
mr. gettin at em adams. fuck your madams
and your family matters smack em til the out is straight past em

ask em. why the fuck you always talk shit
ya jackass, johnny knoxville like obnoxious
noxious waste i spray bitches with complicated
bases and acids turkey baste the bastards hasty

wax figurines pack pasty cotton dreams but it
aint lastin but a mean three seconds next to ice cream
night schemes skeezy bitches want my dick mighty mean
heidi klum came up and told me put that shit inside of me

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i got too much time for this. the fuck's you rhymin bitch
i aint even tryin to get these tricks in a line but they be
eyein me. wildin out for miles when i be drivin, b. they
takin out they titties from they shirts and then they smile at me

wallaby. jumpin jackrabbit up on a pile of beats
style deceased, wack ass rappers up in a pile of feces
talk tahitian like a tiki i ain't speakin english
this the world's worst evening, i be drinkin scotch and seagrams in cleveland

god damn i can't believe this bitch
im not mad but you gon need this dick
i cop a half im gon chief this shit
im kinda glad that you gon leave me trick

i wanna slap you in the face until your cheek bones click
i wanna rap that you a lame cause you a weak-ass bitch
fuckin with your man (who?) luscious duncan did it
puffin on that cabbage im the swag captain
Track Name: LUSCIOUS BANDANA
look at the truth yall all aint no shit but some bitches
missus this is mister vicious, here i am on seventy figures fuck a billion
got a googleplex who is next my bank account will
take you down im takin checks dont write em out aint wastin pens on

bullshit. hold this blunt i need the mic i bleedin like
im jesus blowin weed smoke that reefer multiply my high
deuced up. double it. couple a cups of hunneds mix it
which of these bitches is ugly bring em to me cu imma fix it im

delicious. luscious lickin titties tasty imma get it bassy
baste it i'll deface it wit graffiti dick tracy im a
lady killer filler up wit baby mixer get her pregnant
it aint like i know her it dont matter i still get elected

president the resident weedblower gets a lesson in
a showroom imma show you how to smoke a pound in seconds
invested in gettin blessed got a jumprope necklace?
got a hundred hos textin? sign my name by the box im checkin yesses
Track Name: STASH
i was born with a stash, born in a mansion
you cant understand i record in a mansion, gi
joe goin ham bitch--"pork chop sandwiches"
throwin up my hands blowin gashes need some bandages

born with cash advantages baby straight from heaven
every time i hit the jackpot im on seven seven seven
constantly on call for the kelvins hot heat woah let it simmer
down i think yo oven's gotta jeep in or around it

sounded like i clouded your vision about the
loudest bound to roll up on this downy laundry
spout bitch thousands fillin up my trousers
is this the business not til i announced it

flossin goin straight orthodontist
jaundice yellow bone bitch right up on dick
tracy pasty want a taste of me? i'll let you take a
seat on this d makin me the happiest boy on baker st

thick viscous. molasses from my dick bitch
taste the maple every flavor gets you fucking lifted
gift it. amazon wishlist gettin you the
rich ish 99% percent i'm the richest




luscious duncan wreck it. swag inspector check it let it
ride out, find out where the buy goes down cause we might go down to there
i'd go for a round out there, shit i aint even been down round there
Track Name: UGH
i'm mixin v with that grenadine bitch call me grenada
flip you like tostadas flip flip flip you like tostadas
im rowdy roddy piper im lyin bitch im a mobster
kill your clique like a monster and take your bitch to my concert

im riding cleaner than proctor and gamble gleaming a candle from out of
black space i do my best black face impression
hold it trick, i'm sippin on a 40 bitch
bought it at the corner sto, told a ho to suck my dick

"bet you did" i didn't. trick i got you trick-ed
my fucking life is peachy keep these veggies looking wicked, i say
"get it? korn wit a k?" dont need a gat i storm wit a k...
jeweler, school nerds and give my girlies lots of pearls ok

i need a raise or i'm getting lazy fuck this shit im gettin bassy
basically i take the seat on thrones you get no vacancy
chasin heat, bitches bound to burn and learn that i'm a beast
at least you'll get better at spittin after i break yo teeth, bitch

ugh (x420)
Track Name: ROCK SUPREME
dreamy cream sauce marinara me exhaust
plenty mince meat and toss vegetables in tea pots
make sense? we not. you eat tense while we got
incense and chief pot we got hot on d sour

fee gone. no price. lead billed, no admission
i go cheetah fuck tygas leopard print i'm enlisted
low emissions. im environmentally efficient
on a mission got these *** all up on they bitches

i'm delicious gold glistenin in the kitchen cold
fission and fusion as soon as i get in the business on
deuces. lines too sick for hospice. not boozin? that's
nonsense. lozenges distributed from two-seaters

constantly. i run the world like constantine.
rock pine up in the swisher got ox and lean
call me oregon trail wit my ox 'n' beans
i'm not snotty just a guy that gets to posh and preen.

...and i rock supreme
Track Name: LUSCIOUS SCIENTIST
luscious scientist behind this beat. it's not mine but i
treat it as such i had kiefer for lunch
sutherland. in the other hand i pump keys up into the
atmosphere can you hear it i'm feared by all the other rappers

im looking dapper in my fit. outside outwards i spit
toward your neighborhood children
kids and shit, chillin bitch, i hold evidence cold
clearin out yo whole town i am known

for blowin up the whole spot boom i sooner than not
rock yo dome bock beers i clear the jockstrap
nuts cuts on cuts on cuts on sausage
rasta knots hit dreadlocks possibly

dreadnaughts tossin heat, on caustic beats
caught carsick bitches throw em back to the bar it's
not a problem i go possum i am dead n toss em
haha laugh cautiously, bitches raw constantly

i'm a motherfuckin scientist
if you not a scientist then you shouldn't be tryin this
Track Name: DAMN (I'M THE FUCKING MAN)
yea sooper swag comin back like phoenixes
tell all these fag bitches suck our penises.
yeah you know im makin bread like jesus did.
money comin out my jeans like kleenexes

and my reflex antsy.
so strapped up bitch i'm tom clancy.
in the club yea you know i'm not dancing.
meshuggah on the jukebox, BITCH i rock lansing.

big fuck you to michigan.
i'mma take you in my truck down to michellan.
man. i be goin real fast. and i smoke real
hash in the back of mcdonalds.

and i get racks like donald
trumpin on models. throwin back bottles
bobbin and weavin i slapped your brother
ya girl just had a baby but she bout to have another (from me)
Track Name: THE REMEDY
I COCK THE HAMMER BACK HAMMERIN SNAPBACKS INTO A TRACK ON YOUR SKULLCAP
AND ACTIN LIKE IT DIDNT HAPPEN AFTER THE ACTION
PASSED UP CATS COME TO ME FOR MEOW MIX AND SHASTA
THE GATS UM DONT EXIST HOLD THIS LOUD SHIT IT'S BLASTA

LIKE MATH ON 95 MACINTOSH ANALYZIN FUNCTIONS
HIGHER THAN ISAAC ASIMOV HIDIN MINDS IN THE ATTIC LOFT
FRANKENSTEIN'S MONSTER I BE THE WILDEST GUY TO PASS IT OFF TO
MAKIN MY IMPOSTER WITH THE SCIENCE WHILE IM DODGIN LAWSUITS

TOSSIN ROCKS IN POTS TOO, IT'S JUST TO COMPENSATE FOR
CONSTANT LOSS TO COPS AS PROOF, I BOSS THE HIGH SCHOOLS AND
COLLEGES GIRLS WIT COLLAGEN GARNISHED WITH GONORRHEA
POSSIBLY HOTTER THAN JOCKIN HIV-POSITIVE AROUND YOU

FOUND OUT YOU'RE SCROUNGIN IN YOUR COUCH FOR TWO DOLLARS
NOW YOUR ARM IS MOUSE-LIKE AND IM JUST TOO BALLER
GOT A COUPE AND ALL IMPALA MODELS THAT THEY OFFER
YOU LOOKIN STUPID DEUCIN DONUTS IN A TWO-TONE HONDA

i got the real fuckin remedy (x3)
anybody testin me better be flexin' chemistry

anybody testin me better be on the mensa team
you prolly pensive with your pencil when you next to me
an oriental couldn't sketch a stencil bestin me
destiny child texted me checkin me from the mezzanine

world famous. girls faintin when i approach
wavin at the ladies and they go crazy
in coach sections. both lesbians stopped
neckin just to let me feel em up necked

got kicked off the plane i dont give a fuck
ridin in a limo to my jet while they suck me up
feelin on they titties but they titties aint big enough
got a watch some videos just to be gettin dickies up

i got in the picture now you wishin you was kickin stuff, i got in the
business now you flippin through your fisticuffs, i got in the
swisher now you wish that you was rippin blunts at lunchtime
hit the bars so i can serve you up my fuckin punchlines, faggot
Track Name: HORATIO'S HANDS
fuckin up your family rap game divorce lawsuit
on the court in croc shoes i knock you down like orange juice
and quorn nuggets important puppet for the public but they love it
swear there's somethin but there's nothin dude it's pumpin through

my system. listen, you hear it tricklin from the kitchen?
drippin from the faucet turn the nozzle now i'm flossin
digits. poppin swishers knockin bitches out their knickers
prolly cop a couple more once i got em sippin liquid liquor

giggle hiccup. she wanna give it upstairs when my
pistol clicker get her. mister wearin chinos two pairs
who there? luscious duncan lookin scrumptious in the
suit i'm wearin. swear i'm tearin mclaren's in the

serengeti. it ain't apparent apparently i'm
aaron carter just beat shaq to the farmer's market in cardiff, pay me
not your mama's baby nor your baby's momma gates it up
and raise the cut billy 'fore i go and scrape your faces up
Track Name: TRICKED YA!!
tatted and tarred, i'm scarred over on my dorsal fin
(shark) i rap bars and carve tartar on my porcelain
get endorphins, got em flippin up like porpoises, i'm
layin' dormant till i strike--BYAH!!--jimmy carter, bitch.

which of you is thick enough to hate me? i'll
take you out to cuba then i'll ship you off to haiti.
ladies: take your money out and pay me or
you'll be screamin stories like "the easter bunny raped me!! he was

so pasty and white, but i loved his baby blue eyes
and when he hit me with his pipe i thought that it was TWO guys!!"
marty mcTOOfly. i'm bustin two lines and
goin back to the future "AT THE SAME DAMN TIME!!"

and i make them fine girls do it make em gain
weight then i make em lose it screwin up a
lucy then i pass it to em fuckin up alaska
wit a glass of dewer's. BUT IT'S COORS LIGHT

TRICKED YA. THOUGHT IT WAS A BLUNT BUT IT'S A SWISHER
TRICKED YA. THOUGHT IT WAS A BEER BUT IT'S A LIQUOR.
TRICKED YA.THOUGHT IT WAS A MIRROR IT'S A PICTURE MAN
I TRICKED YA SO HARD THAT I FUCKED YOUR SISTER
Track Name: GET MONEY, GET PAID, FUCK BITCHES
musted steel must be really old and shit hold
the heel of my nikes and ride into the night these
rowdy actresses wanna touch my ass and shit
but fuck off i ride skateboards wit trucks off

ducks off the goose get loose on a belvedere
bitch i'ma sell the pier to navy and forget about it
brevity for anybody, i don't speak words
to just about motherfuckin everybody

coulda ran wit just about anybody, (anybody),
DOUBLE W YOU LIKE MICHAEL MCGILLICUTTY
world federation. i'ma let her take it
then i blast caps from the back and watch her shakin

haha. gotchu. laughin while i watch you
pop two bottles of champagnes for slop school

i rip blunts all day
get money, get paid, fuck bitches (x3)
i'm gettin' drunk in the daytime
get money, get paid, fuck bitches

i run that train hundred blades takin planes down
basically wasted now i take the crowd wit me to the town
hall meeting im all ron weasley got my
balls leakin diesel on hermione's speakers rockin

loud behind the bleachers got a massive jesus penis
mothafucka you cant touch me nunchuckin waxed addidas sneakers
i got the action wrapped in plastic eatin
cabbage like an apple cause i haven't had a meal in

like a afternoon? it can't be too soon for dinner yet, can it?
get in the cabinet and check for maruchan packages and
easy mac--easy, that's the last of that have half a pack and
hand it back. this isn't PADS, faggot, man relax

tamper that famine you like a cat that hasn't had the
luxury of fancy feast, and loves the meat in trash from under heaps of it
you nasty freakin bitch
Track Name: YES YES
officially ld held the spot for best
rapper god trapper gone going, flowing so easily
he's a heat seeking missle wit a pistol cocked
not but im still hot as fuck and all the bitches want my jock

strapped up im triple double racked up so back up
unless you wanna get smacked up bitch the facts? uh,
let's see i'm sexy and i know it so i clap my hands
after hitting sooper swag you'll be screamin "amberlamps!"

stacks of cash surround me, my flow go like im clowning
out in adam sandler movies you can do it course i can
sooper swag uber bad cooper agent cracking
the cases without phasing me, who the fuck was hatin me?

lynchin you davidian branch i waco texas
your ass and make you break out the cash and take presents
essence of evident excellence im checking it lit up til
im ripped up, i sip a cup of this it'll getcha so
Track Name: THE PRESIDENT
bitch yo

present is the presence of the president and i dont get
depressed cause im impressive settin precedents it's evident the
best at this i bet yo shit is less than slick, i catch a bitch schemin
and then i leave her in some excrement, extra thick

excellent, i'm etchin a testament, effin estrogen
necklaces my mechanism treacherous lecherous
sex is neckin wit these tricks up in a lexus exit best be quick
wit whippin out that dick cause i fuckin wit no extra kid

cudi, more like kid cuddly, whore? nah, my bitch lovely
torrid? course my whip sunny. pourin fours my sip stunning,
important, my lips running, i'm importin porsche money
bored? force the ford taurus chorus screamin get blunted

more than normal corporal punishment to orphans order
porpoises to dolphins courtin jordans sorta awful it's supportin
poorest dominance obvious it's a problem it's just
kids that's in mongolia real far away from compton is