Sweet

[Verse 1: D. LYNCH] Damn, it seems like I've hit my luck Everyone wants a piece, no one ever gave a fuck Now all a sudden y'all think you know who Dan is They listen to Walz, tell 'em which one the man is Say you fucked D up, get the heaters, squeeze up Bring that shit to Cali if you feel like getting beat up For saying this that, hippity hoopla When fact is my fame's more gangster than you are Fuck it, I'm gone, I ain't never looking back Fuck rap, snoke this line off your platinum plaque Dont know if you're crazy, insane or stupid Here's some LSD to clear up your confusion All an illusion, the sun never rose Pocket all the cash, to leave us all broke So I guess this is the beginning of the end Never talk to strangers, never trust a friend (Come on) [Hook: D. LYNCH] It don't rise to my feet Take a sigh of relief Make you feel incomplete While you taste the defeat You become obsolete They say vengeance is sweet (No shi...) It don't rise to my feet Take a sigh of relief Make you feel incomplete While you taste the defeat You become obsolete They say vengeance is sweet [Verse 2: D. LYNCH] I hate rappers who use the word 'pure' Like hip hop is sick and their rhymes is the cure You're corny as fuck, that's the only thing for sure Put down the mic, you ain't twenty anymore Don't be fooled, kids, it's all a trick The underground is a bunch of cat, pissed they ain't rich It's a fans that they diss, when they quick to dismiss Every motherfucker get a slap on the wrist Yo dawg, I think I smoked too much Dudes dope when they go, but he chokes too much They cut my hands off so I couldn't hold too much Tryna stand off bleeding while I hold the clutch Think I expose too much, y'all losing touch It's a pain of expression that I use to bluff Fell under a spell, i would cope for months You keep talking all ya shit while you hold these nuts (Come on) [Hook: D. LYNCH] It don't rise to my feet Take a sigh of relief Make you feel incomplete While you taste the defeat You become obsolete They say vengeance is sweet (No shi...) It don't rise to my feet Take a sigh of relief Make you feel incomplete While you taste the defeat You become obsolete They say vengeance is sweet [Verse 3: D. LYNCH] Get fucked up, say my name again I ain't here to make friends, what my women in ends Take you all, bitch, yeah you and your mans Slitting all your throats, set fire to your Benz Not crazy insane but insanely crazy An abortion overdue, yeah fuck you, Katie My vision is hazy, pushing up daisies Maybe it's from the pills or maybe I'm just lazy Fuck me if I'm here, kill me when I'm gone Love me when I'm near, or fuck 'em when I'm wrong Severed the head that speaks of the dead Karma comes with sin, you cheat to get ahead I'm sure he has a lot of things, a lot of what I lack Dan's got a peak ahead, his wardrobe is wack Dates for the head that allowed me to crack Now I sold my soul, I ain't never get it back [Hook: D. LYNCH] It don't rise to my feet Take a sigh of relief Make you feel incomplete While you taste the defeat You become obsolete They say vengeance is sweet (No shi...) It don't rise to my feet Take a sigh of relief Make you feel incomplete While you taste the defeat You become obsolete They say vengeance is sweet It don't rise to my feet Take a sigh of relief Make you feel incomplete While you taste the defeat You become obsolete They say vengeance is sweet (No shi...)