[Intro]
"I got some good shit to tell you tonight, brothers and sisters"
[Verse 1: Danny Brown]
Hotter than a barbeque at Satan's place
These bitches masturbatin' to my mixtape
I cum hard like semen made of cement
Leavin' feces trails on drum kits 'cause I'm the shit
Pissin' on your paragraph, parallel to ferris wheel
Make your bitch pussy a blowhole, she doin' well
Jelling Harvard bitches, Skyping while they study
Now I'm in their dorm rooms, ass fatter in person
Bustin' down rap bitches, bustin' down loosies
Now a nigga grown, got Nia Longs in jacuzzis
And Kelly Kapowskis, spittin' Romanowskis
Sniffin' coke in hotel rooms off the room key
Penthouse suites, Swisher sweets, [?] ice buckets
No towel under the door, like "Fuck it"
Luxurious living, plus this bitch is fucking
She's playing Danny Brown and two words will [?]
Heart colder than heel from a polar bear
Shade bear snow storm walking up a glacier stair
Now let me make myself clear, 'cause you can't see me
You ain't fuckin' with me, period, you menstruating
And ever since I walked out of them greens
And out them county doors, I've been living the dream
Which is a penny and a nightmare
Chronic in my Nike Airs
Been nice with the mic since spillin' rice on my high-chair
[Hook: Black Milk]
So what we got right here? Stop right here
Block right here, you is what we not like
Catch him in the spotlight, yeah
[Verse 2: Danny Brown]
Now you all slaves to my sixteens
Animal shit, heart racing off the dopamine
Morphine metaphors make you do the shoulder lean
Smoked a Young Dro, this grandaddy with promethazine
Curing cottonmouth, inside my head's a haunted house
And every time I close my eyes, another rapper make it out
Used to make out with runaways in crack houses
Now I run away from making out with brick houses
'Cause if I fucked every bitch I wanted to
My dick would nut smoke, you can catch a contact too
Reefer I roll up smelling like sneakers from a reacher
Aerobics class, hour straight, no breathin'
Fresh like Easter, Thanksgiving eatin'
Smoking Christmas trees and these bitches trick-or-treatin'
I treat 'em like Halloween candy
That's why your favorite rapper's favorite rapper probably stan me
[Hook: Black Milk]
So what we got right here? Stop right here
Block right here, you is what we not like
Catch him in the spotlight, yeah
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