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Danny( Danny! )
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Myintrotoletuknow
Yeah Payback, Danny Let me live man (let 'em live man) This the last time I'ma do these types of songs, man Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Enough is enough Y'all got me hemmed up over here
[Chorus]- 2X Silly of me, awwwww silly of me (silly of) Silly of me, awwwww silly of me (silly of)
[Verse 1] I guess I had it all wrong 'Cause they ain't checkin' for you 'less you rappin' bout some Adderall or bongs I could rattle off some songs But even if I gave you some examples y'all would probably rap along Fuckin' with these stoner cats So I made my own wallet, I call it chip-on-the-shoulder rap But y'all ain't keep him in the pocket How the hell can I compete when everybody's mimicking 2Pac's shit I got shit locked like a deadbolt Tryin' to get my buzz up, gimme just eleven volts Heaven only knows, if it wasn't for these features Would you clap for him, or keep him in the bleachers? Teacher teacher teacher! 'Yes, what's the question?' Tell me what's the ratio between The results you SHOULD'VE seen And the time you have invested? Your time's up And apparently my clock is tickin' too Did what I had to do Left you all to do the math When this album hits the shelves They'll probably sue my ass, y'all don't hear me though Droppin' hints in my lyrics, not here to vent I'm just tryin' to keep it fresh like a spearmint This album's my experiment, spinnin' like a pirouette You givin' up your ears for Lent/lint, or you just don't hear me yet? All I ever wanted was a couple of write-ups But here I am in 2011 makin' music in spite of And needless to say...they try to tell me I ain't lyrical? Motherfucker, neither are they! I never claimed to be a Rakim, but goddamn! I'm beastin' on these niggas lyrically; don't believe me? you're gay First y'all tell me to collab, then y'all say I need co-signs And then you tell me go pop The only thing I'm going for is going for mine The dopest kid from the South So I apologize I didn't come into the game With the sperm From your favorite rapper's fuckin' dick in my mouth, uh My credit's good, I don't need co-signs But I know: you'd rather sleep or you nerds prefer to doubt me It's not that y'all ain't heard about me It's just that y'all too indifferent to spread the word about me Silly me, silly me
[Chorus](with audio clip by Lil B)
'The game forgot about me at one point The game shitted on me at one point, ya feel me? Like, the labels and...ya feel me So I got a bone, I got a bone to pick with muthafuckas And I got a stick up my ass, you feel me? Like, you know what I mean? And I'm 'bout to shit on a lot of muthafuckas, ya feel me? Like, because of that...'
[Verse 2] Sick of Jimmy screamin' that 'hit the blogs, nigga' Pressed to the limit, gotta dog me a nigga Should I call these niggas out for overlookin' me? Or should I stoop to their level and reveal the crook in me? I chose the latter, now watch 'em flock to me Full speed ahead, sorta like a mock-up Mach 3 Went from slow money, now I'm pullin' Waka Flocka's fee Still they wanna try to put a pox on my monopoly Witchcraft and trickery Bitch asses sick of me Stitched like my Abercrombie Fitch, black as hickory Slim like a muh'fucka, Swizzy in the place to be I'm never relenting, just call me Tenacious D When I get the last laugh, I'll withhold 'I told you so's Sike, you hoes already know They told me 'Danny, quit complainin', Make the music let it speak for itself' I diiid it, didn't work, now I'm comin' for niggas' necks Even if it means resortin' to disrespect I rep for anybody who tried to get it honest And instead of gettin' respect, they would get admonished Or worse Overlooked each time you wrote a verse I do it for the rappers, musicians and journalists everywhere The poets and the preachers who got something to share Who dare to put themselves out there but nobody cares Man...I feel your hustle dawg, I know it ain't fair So I'ma be the voice of the underdog, I wanna ball But I'm younger than 31 and my funds are small Awww, I'll spare you all my Amadeus routine And put this LP together by unsavory means And play the villain, kill 'em 'til I'm in the sky like a million clouds It's D. Swain, who's the silly one now? Uh
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