Hood tunes

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Hood tunes bangin’, slap through the alleyways Cartoons with a switchblade, that’s how the valley play Elmer got a beam, say he huntin’ every day Daffy talk slick, now he duckin’ what the metal say Hood tunes bangin’, bass knock the corner store Woody peck a opp, leave his block full of horrorcore Looney in the jungle but it’s trenches we was raised Turn a kid show savage, now it’s crime scene plays Elmer Fudd with the blick, he be huntin’ for a check Say “be vewy quiet,” but that silence mean a threat Got a scope on Bugs, now the carrots gettin’ pressed Turn a rabbit to a meal, survival of the set Daffy Duck greedy, always schemin’ on the low Black feathers, black mask, when he creepin’ through your door Say he want the fame, but the clout come with war Now he quackin’ different when that pressure hit his core Woody Woodpecker got a drum, let it knock Rat-a-tat-tat, turn your block into a chop shop Laughin’ while he spin, yeah his beak don’t stop Punchlines hit harder than a kick from a drop Tweety Bird small but he movin’ heavyweight “I tawt I taw a opp,” now he regulate Sylvester on his tail, but he slippin’—that’s his fate Now the cat got stretched, outline in the yellow tape Hood tunes bangin’, slap through the alleyways Cartoons with a switchblade, that’s how the valley play Elmer got a beam, say he huntin’ every day Daffy talk slick, now he duckin’ what the metal say Hood tunes bangin’, bass knock the corner store Woody peck a opp, leave his block full of horrorcore Looney in the jungle but it’s trenches we was raised Turn a kid show savage, now it’s crime scene plays Bugs Bunny chill but he slick with the finesse Ask “what’s up doc?” while he taxin’ for the stress Carrot in his mouth but it’s rolled with the best Turn a playground hustle to a kingpin address Tasmanian Devil just a whirlwind in the beef Spin through your circle, leave nothin’ but grief Appetite crazy, yeah he feastin’ in the streets If it’s war on the menu, he ain’t never miss a feast Road Runner dash, he ain’t stoppin’ for the feds Meep-meep zoom, now the sirens misled Coyote with the ACME, all his plans dead Every trap backfire, now he dodgin’ what he said Popeye with the spinach, turn a scuffle to a wreck Forearms swing heavy, put the pressure on your neck Olive O in the cut, she collectin’ all the checks While Bluto get bodied tryna flex without respect From the sandbox to the sandbox (different kinda war) Used to watch cartoons, now we kickin’ in the door Every character flipped, now they livin’ by the code Turn fiction to a fact when you grow up in the cold Scooby in the van, got the pack, that’s a move Shaggy paranoid, still he clutchin’ when he groove Mystery gang mask, but they mobbin’ with a crew If you peek behind the face, it’s a villain comin’ through Tom and Jerry beef turned a block to a chase Every trap got a snap, every move got a case Jerry small with the plays, got the cheese in a safe Tom crash every time tryna keep up with the pace Pink Panther silent, he don’t flex, he just glide Leave a trace so faint you don’t see when he slide Inspector on his tail, but he always misguide That’s a phantom in the hood, yeah the code worldwide Hood tunes bangin’, let the whole city hear Cartoons turned killers, now the lines ain’t clear From the TV to the trap, yeah the image got blurred Turn a joke to a legend every time that it’s heard Hood tunes bangin’, yeah we paint it in grit Every childhood hero got a dark side twist If it started as a laugh, now it end in a myth Welcome to the hood where the cartoons exist :::

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