It has been too long my friends and I am sincerely sorry I am way past fashionably late to the party! Without much more ado - I proudly present duckett-kungfu-stop :)

Happy Anniversary of Birthing Times CCMixter!!!

Lyric-ish:
Pump this in your laptop
Trim down the flattop
Prepare for the mic drop
Duckett-kungfu stop

If I press this ‘scape into permanence
It must be solid tricks, no sticks, notched nicks
It must be mastered with a laid back duckett mix

It must be found in your flesh
Through quivering ear wound Ripped along its axis
Fashioned and carved through theory of rhyme, stop time stop time

If I write this for you it must be blacker than blue, whiter than cool, skipped school
It must have its own coal, own goal, less soul, less soul

If I write this for me It must be pure beat no fee and puerile, all style no wild, no wild, wild child, wild child

Deep in our womb all tombs polishes runes
We birth tunes and sooner than later all is shining For you

CCMixter all is shining for you