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[feat.
[Verse 1: Danny
The way these on my cock
You'd swear was 1985 and teen just dropped
And my name was J Fox
But my name is Danny Brown I got some weed in my
So get high with ya
I got looking some dead caterpillars
But it like a skunk thats defensive
These bitches suck my dick like its a moral
Off the chain broke nunchucks
Where little niggas come thru and u over new chucks
A little dark like wet
Decribes my of mind is inside the tomb of king tut
all the time all we see
Detroit 187 on you TV
I can first degree this and walk wit no charges
a underground emcee and famous female pop artist
And ohh I like it raw
Dick so big stretch on her jaw
I'm so
I wake up 6 AM because I think its time
I'm a porcupine
A from drinking turpentine
Just to wash down a plate of wack rappers rhymes
I got a in the cosmos
And if these niggas cold then I I'm osmosis
be blowing on some potent
That them white boys be
While you niggas smoking like some tanning lotion
My concoctions could make world ending
These other rap niggas got lines I got
I got endorsements so a cosign
Punch punchlines I'll punch rappers til your spine
Remember in 09
I em it was showtime
Now they they cam phones out when I go for mine
camera action
Hybrid be
Cause the days of no tissue had to with wet napkins
Smear up the classifieds it sound trife
But to be a metaphor my life
2: Chip$]
Buzzin off the bar you with's an amphetamine
Taste it with a 40 oz of Clean
I I never ever smoke the better green
Yo bitch said I'm the nigga she ever seen
Run up in yo crib, Two K's, One Mag
Yo girl get snatched Cool J in I'm Bad
to live, you ain't made enough
Guarantee bullet holes with a laser
European drape my body if I ain't hipstered up
If she smile with eye contact the bitch will fuck
Homie gone make me send them killers him
Them niggas swing swords Word Fence Champions
You was poppin' and drinking liquor
Now you you a gangsta killer
I leave you stankin'
Laid down, down like you taking a plankin picture
But I can keep the shots in the
Put the bat to back of leg
Grab chin and the back of your head
And twist them in opposite directions