Marching Band

[Intro] Danger, D..Danger, Detroit stand up, danger, uh [Verse] Nigga listen, they all some hoes They ain’t packing and they ain’t even searching at the door It’s Danny Brown, ya’ll motherfuckers know Pop your punk ass for acting like the crow I hear you talking but seeing no action I’ll make you see words similar to closed caption Hustle for year, from selling rocks to blows Ashy Larry niggas fall off on their first roll No codes and I play no expert Your songs suck, kill ya’ll with excerpts I’m so hot like turtle necks with sweatshirts Bitch on my dick, love the way her neck jerk Niggas only hard when they get drunk Rappin' version of the Alvin and the Chipmunks Keep talking, you must want your shit lumped If my ass got whooped then I got jumped Never worry, keep the 4-5th and always in shit like Jersey’s mayor [?] Kick it like Freddy Adoo in the womb Stay in bitches heads like Vidal Sassoon