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album: "Atrocity Exhibition" (2016)

Downward Spiral lyrics - Danny Brown

I'm sweating like I’m in a rave Been in this room for 3 days Think I’m hearing voices Paranoid and think I’m seeing ghost-es, oh shit Phone keep ringing but I cut that shit off Only time I use it when I tell the dealer drop it off Had a threesome last night, ain’t matter what it cost Couldn’t it get hard, tried to stuff it in soft Had to fuck em both raw, keep my fingers crossed Been grinding on my teeth so long it's swelling up my jaw Nothing on but my bathrobe and pinky ring Your worst nightmare for me is a normal dream And if I learned anything Is don’t nod off with ya motherfucking cigarette burning Knocking on my door but I won’t answer Residue on mirrors, Jojo dancer And it's a downward spiral Gotta figure it out (out) I gotta figure it out (out) I gotta figure it out Cause it's the downward spiral I gotta figure it out (out) Gotta figure it out (out) I gotta figure it out Everybody say, you got a lot to be proud of Been high this whole time, don’t realize what I done Cause when I’m all alone, feel like no one care Isolate myself and don’t go nowhere Smoking blunt after blunt, 'til my eyes start burning Hennessy straight got my chest like a furnace Drowning frustrations in a ocean of sin Thinking irrational, I have no emotions Cold cold world, some might say Freezing on the snow, brain feel a bit frostbit Nauseous, don’t know the last time I ate But I eat these fucking rappers like fucking last steak On death row, feel like I am You never know, one day you're here, the next you're gone So I put it all up in these songs... And it's a downward spiral Gotta figure it out (out) I gotta figure it out (out) I gotta figure it out Cause it's the downward spiral I gotta figure it out (out) Gotta figure it out (out) I gotta figure it out

Tell Me What I Don't Know lyrics - Danny Brown

Street smart, Ph.D Dropped out for a nigga degree Not on me Keep the doubles off me Cause we was living in shit Couldn't afford property Lil nigga getting fronting from OGs Oz of OG bagged up in the Pelle In a school hall way on a burner celly Leaving out of class early caught a cell for 20 How long will they last? Never ending race, chasing cash One lane going wrong way til I crash Teacher find my sack, going nowhere fast Tell me what I don't know Last night homie got killed at the liquor store Shot my nigga on the way to get a Swisher Breaking down the weed when the call got received We was so ambitious All we really wanted was new Jordans and some bitches Flashing bankrolls in the club taking pictures Thinking we was grown men, really lil niggas Jumping dope fiends that's owing us for credit Taking turns catching shells things copacetic Slice your tomato if you owe us for the lettuce Running through the sack of D sorta like Jerome Bettis Now heed the outcome Hit the block, hit the stash and they found some Lock us all up for a bag of some Now we in the county writing letters I miss you Tell me what I don't know Hood raid came through kicking down the front door Now we facing judge, got us sitting up in court Gave us all probation now we smoke Newports Tell me what I don't know Hood raid came through kicking down the front door Now we facing judge, got us sitting up in court Gave us all probation now we smoke Newports Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know And we was so gone ho Wet a nigga up like he got his poncho On the block all day chasing that cilantro Hood raid kicking on the front door It's like a cycle You get out, I go in, this is not the life for us It's like a cycle You get out, I go in, this is not the life for us Tell me what I don't know Last night homie got killed at the liquor store Shot my nigga on the way to get a Swisher Breaking down the weed when the call got received Tell me what I don't know Hood raid came through kicking down the front door Now we facing judge, got us sitting up in court Gave us all probation now we smoke Newports Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know Tell me what I don't know

Rolling Stone (feat. Petite Noir) lyrics - Danny Brown

[Hook: Petite Noir] You know I'm living like a rolling stone But don't feel for me You know I'm in my zone So don't speak to me And in my mind I just feel so alone Just release me [Verse 1: Danny Brown] Feeling like I got money No, I'm just nigga rich Even if she fuck me I still know life a bitch Bought a nightmare, sold a dream Happiness went upstream Blame myself, I had no control Now I'm living with no soul I'm on a roll that never ends Don't know opposite of sin Some people say I think too much I don't think they think enough Time rough and it got rougher Weird having you up on my shoulder Living crooked 'til it's over Can't be straight, can't be sober Thought process so immature Can't make it up out the sewer Feeling like there's no hope Blazed out my mind flow I love her, she love me Love ended up with no bites Fucked up, that's the way it is I don't know who I should trust Riding around with the windows up Smoking like it's ten of us Just me in the back seat With the driver bumping on my sleeves I'm walking on this long road Will I come back? Homie, I don't even really know [Hook: Petite Noir] You know I'm living like a rolling stone But don't feel for me You know I'm in my zone So don't speak to me And in my mind I just feel so alone Just release me [Verse 2: Danny Brown] Feeling like I'm not alive But I know I'm not dead Living lies but can't hide Deep inside, the truth dies But hope can't get change Lost my brain, going insane Self-medicate is how I cope Leave my body so go afloat On a roll that never ends Don't know where I should begin Feeling trapped, no looking back Headfirst in that deep end Living like a rolling stone When I die, I leave alone Getting high, I feel low But we all know life goes on [Hook: Petite Noir] You know I'm living like a rolling stone But don't feel for me You know I'm in my zone So don't speak to me And in my mind I just feel so alone Just re- [Outro: Petite Noir] All that I know All that I know is to feel your shame 'Cause you can't let go 'Cause you can't let go, you drive me insane But will I ever find my way? Or go back to the beginning There's a thing that I know for sure

Really Doe (feat. Kendrick Lamar, Ab-Soul & Earl Sweatshirt) lyrics - Danny Brown

[Danny Brown:] You niggas don't even know All that talk then no show Cannot tell me nothin' Show me somethin' I ain't seen before That hoe want my piccolo Smoking on that mistletoe Make her kiss all on it while we cha-cha, but on 24's She look like a centerfold Mouth all on my genitals Suckin' on it like she gettin' vitamins and minerals I be on the chemicals, she be on my testicles Poke her with my tentacle then put her on my schedule Rolling up them vegetables Rapping with that special flow Only way you're next to blow if you be strapped with C4 I be fresh from head to toe, every day a fashion show Used to tote that Calico and serve like John McEnroe Now I sell out all my shows Used to sell out all my blow That was back when we was coppin' dubs to try and roll a 4 Now a nigga livin' good I done made it out the hood Think I'm goin' back? I wish a motherfucker would [Kendrick Lamar:] Yeah, they say I got the city on fire I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, woah Really doe, like really doe Really doe, like really doe They say I got the city on fire I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, woah Really doe, like really doe Really doe, like really doe [Ab-Soul:] Still wicked as Aleister Crowley, niggas know me well For heaven's sake, I'm the GOAT, you haters can go to hell When you're getting money, nigga, every day is sunny I'ma act an ass on that donkey, let her pull my ponytail Second grade, took my mama weddin' ring, took that bitch To show-and-tell, now I'm married to the game to no avail Grounded me for like a month, now I'm gettin' high as fuck Employer tryna write me up, but now I'm a writer With ambitions of a rider, and half the shit on my rider I don't even want, the Fanta's for us, the Henny's for the sluts (chyeah) Givenchy bikers with the Raf rips Balmain badmon, Bathing Ape on my dick Paid by the Bloods, raised by the Crips Soulo Ho the prophecies, atrocities, exhibition Oh yeah, now a nigga livin' good But good could be better I wish a motherfucker would [Kendrick Lamar:] Yeah, they say I got the city on fire I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, woah Really doe, like really doe Really doe, like really doe They say I got the city on fire I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, woah Really doe, like really doe Really doe, like really doe Life is like an appetite of truth and dare, I double dare ya Life can end in vain before the end is near See I can hear you crying Silence sittin' in the dark Holdin' crosses 'cross your heart Sin is such a work of art Watch out for the love lost Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand Things a nigga do for thousands Made a million counting sheep Gave it all to public housin' Taking off to Abu Dhabi Beamin' up the motor, Scotty Talking to promoters, Scotty Everybody know it's Gotti Murder one, you've heard of them The Revenant, the all day madness Got it off to wipe it off, the evidence, the blood on mattress Big power, big stages My zoo cannot fit the cages This booth is not used to fakin' My crew just love confrontation I chewed the face off the laces I moved the weight from the waitress I chef the pot that made poison I cooked then tipped all the patients My bitch is way beyond basic That's life insurance, car insurance, good pussy insurance Aye, look what I ain't doin' Aye, ridin' in foreigns Aye, K-Dot, four years, I got the same watch But it's the real watch and that bitch fire Speed Racer waitin' outside The roof on it like a tank top Countin' money, watchin' paint dry When I'm done is when the rain stops, uh They say I got the city on fire I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, woah Really doe, like really doe Really doe, like really doe They say I got the city on fire I ain't boomin', that's a goddamn lie, woah Really doe, like really doe Really doe, like really doe [Earl Sweatshirt:] Good, hood I wish you motherfuckin' would Listen, wish a motherfucker would, Brown I had to put my foot down So I could pop in the clutch Your hate palpable, your jaw full of dust You gon' keep talkin' or are we lockin' it up? And I'm the type of nigga it ain't never been an honor to judge You a mouse that the falcon picked up So disrespect and gettin' checked like the top of the month I was a liar as a kid so now I'm honest as fuck And I never passed my mama no blunt, it kept my head straight Less than deadweight, never been a problem to dump Look, I just broke up with my bitch cause we ain't argue enough I keep it dirty as the spliffs my uncle Alchemist puff I strike a birdie on 'em, while I hit your mouth with the club I wake up early on 'em, gettin' out the house is a must It's like a sweaty pit, sweaty sit, countin' your dubs Either that or you gon' catch me on a mountain with monks Loungin', ask your girl why her mouth on my nuts You've been the same motherfucker since 2001 Well it's the left-handed shooter, Kyle Lowry the pump I'm at your house like, "why you got your couch on my Chucks" Motherfucker

Lost lyrics - Danny Brown

I'm like Kubrick With 2 bricks And hoes on the strip Off a 2 piece A toothpick I flick And I preach Bout how I'm a get this money out here up in the streets In the Caddy Ron Isley on between in the sheets And a way a nigga work make a grip in aweek I'm a chill with this freak Sniff a gram and a half Plus her pussy juicier than Shalamar curl bag While she draw me a bath Roll a blunt then passed Giggled and jiggled her booty Couldn't do nothing but laugh Credit cards separating White lines on a mirror Roll a 100 dollar bill Now my sinus all clearer Flat screen porn on Watching Asa Akira Nothing on but my pinky ring Sniff when I get up On the balcony drunk Like the world is mine Staggering inside with my robe untied So fuck waiting round Nigga I'm about to get it Dog I'm tryna eat So I'm staying in the kitchen Hunched over the stove Gotta water water whip it Lost in the sauce but a nigga still stirring Packing up them bags but a nigga ain't tripping Lost in the sauce but a nigga still dipping Lost on the sauce but a nigga ain't flipping Cutting up the hard like the yard ain't filling I'm like Spielberg With ill words and hoes on that curb Gotta screw loose I'm cuckoo Mentally disturbed But still smart enough To hit this bitch wit a rubber And with ya wrinkle pussy Hoe can't be ya lover But I still get the head If you swallow with bubbles I'm a Linwood nigga I done traveled the world Made a name for myself use to serve on the curb Now my words worth a bird I could front you a zip Made a million in a year and I still ain't trip Bout to put my niggas on make a million for them Show you that you can make it without acting like them Do you lil nigga go out there and just get it Gotta have a hardback Because these niggas gon' whip it Do you lil nigga get up out there get it Gotta have a hardback Because these niggas gon' whip it So fuck waiting round Nigga I'm about to get it Dog I'm tryna eat So I'm staying in the kitchen Hunched over the stove Gotta water water whip it Lost in the sauce but a nigga still stirring Packing up them bags but a nigga ain't tripping Lost in the sauce but a nigga still dipping Lost on the sauce but a nigga ain't flipping Cutting up the hard like the yard ain't filling

Ain't It Funny lyrics - Danny Brown

Verbal couture Parkour With the metaphors The flow house of horror Dead bolted with metal doors Grinch bitch Six sense With a nose drip Mind skydive Sniffing bumps In the cockpit Locksmith of Hip Hop Appraisal the wrist watch The rocks bout the size As the teeth in Chris Rock's mouth Sock out the mic Prototype for Adderall Your work killing fiends Cause you cut it with Fentanyl So much coke Just to sniff need a ski lift Flip your table over If you cut it with the bullshit Nose bleeds red carpets But it just blend in Snapping pictures Feeling my chest being sunk in Live a fast life Seen many die slowly Unhappy when they left So I try to seize the moment Funny how it happens Who ever would imagine That jokes on you But Satan the one laughing Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it I can sell honey to a bee In the fall time Make trees Take back they leaves Octopus in a straight jacket Savage with bad habits Broke serving fiends Got rich became a addict Ain't it funny how it happens Who would ever would imagine Nose running right now Could ya pass me a napkin Managed to somehow To have the upper advantage Panic when the drugs are gone And nobody is answering Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it Ain't it funny how it happens No way to mask it A lot became has beens Rolling up that 100 dollar bill Till they cash in Thinks it gone last Going too fast Man it's fucked up Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it Ain't it funny how it happen Upcoming heavy traffic Say ya need to slow down Cause you feel yourself crashing Staring in the devil face But ya can't stop laughing Staring in the devil face But ya can't stop laughing It's a living nightmare That most of us might share Inherited in our blood It's why we stuck in the mud Can't quit the drug use Or the alcohol abuse Even if I wanted to Tell you what I'm gonna do I'ma wash away my problems With this bottle of Henny Anxiety got the best of me So popping them Xannies Might need rehab But to me that shit pussy Pray for me y'all Cause I don't know what coming to me Bought a 8 ball of coke And my nigga on the way Got 3 hoes with him And they all tryna play Ain't it funny how it happens Who ever would imagine Jokes on you But Satan the one laughing Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it Ain't it funny how it happens Ain't it

Goldust lyrics - Danny Brown

Bust it open Flake looking like gold dust Nigga get a whiff of this uncut Bloody Marys at brunch From last night still drunk Popped a Adderall nigga that was my lunch And I gotta hunch Roll another blunt Call some hoes up nigga lets do some bumps Caught up in the whirlwind Life took a tail spin Hid behind designer shades Life of sin Lost control Don't have a soul Myself I don't know no more Numbing up with drugs To suppress these feelings Praying to the heavens Letting these devils get the best of me Nigga what's the recipe for a good time A whole lot of liquor while you doing coke lines Residue on my mustache How could it last Roll a hundred dollar bill Nigga blow cash Can't nobody tell me no Nigga pass me that blow Got to the point ain't gotta buy drugs Niggas just give to em to me Yea they think they showing love And that's what's up Kinda fucked up Now I do way it more then I use to Have no clues All the false alarms Where most would of died But my tolerance strong Been cursed all alone Whole family addicts Floating through my bloodstream Like I gotta have it Tried to quit a few times But it didn't work out Can you understand What my life is about Cause I think you don't So take a step inside A mind so horrific Images that I hide Take look inside Scare you for life This is the way Nigga step inside Mimosa for breakfast With a thick hoe from Texas Got good karma Feel the persona Got the Hermes towel while I'm up in the sauna Smoking on ganja Tasting like caramel Ass so fat think she get it from hermomma Came along way hitting thots in spots Now I fuck pornstars I done jerked off and watched Spending racks up in Bergdorf Bitches take ya shirt off Took a couple molly's Now they wanna have a twerk off Guess who the judge Why they hold the grudge Me I done got it on my own out the mud Will it all last Will it all last Roll a hundred dollar bill Nigga blow cash Will it all last Will it all last Roll a hundred dollar bill Blowing money fast

White Lines lyrics - Danny Brown

Smoke so much I faint Drink so much You'll think I'll make you walk the plank Bitch you know my rank I'm high Oh my Your bitch is in the telly Getting in them thighs Roll 'em back to back When that's over we gon cop another sack Put some wax on that I'm smacked Cool that Who that Hitting my phone tryna get this dick tonight Now we on the road When them bruisers out You better hide your hoes You know how it goes She chose We roll Uh oh She in the room taking off her clothes But I don't love you hoes No way will I ever give a hoe some dough Never never no No way Un uh No way No way will I ever save a hoe Lines and lines of coke Heart beating hope it ain't my time to go Take another snort No way no no No way No way No way No no Lines and lines of coke Heart beating hope it ain't my time to go Take another snort No way no no No way No way No way No no Now we getting blowed Let go the wheel of what we call self control Popped another roll I'm tore fa sho Oh no I feel a little tingle in my toes Now I'm on the prowl When I'm off that molly I can't turn it down How about you And you and you and you I'm tryna eat all y'all pussy Ya wanna have some fun I ain't never met a hoe I can'tmake cum Put my tag on that Get that Split that Hit that And now this bitch sucking on my Lines and lines of coke Nose bleeding got me with an itchy throat Heart beating fast Oh no Oh no Oh no I hope it ain't 'bout my time to go

Pneumonia lyrics - Danny Brown

Made 30 bands in 30 minutes Before I count it, I done damn near spent it Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia I'm on ya Made 30 bands in 30 minutes Before I count it, I done damn near spent it Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia I'm on ya Old nigga came in this bitch with a new gun Clip looking like a fucking mile long If that shit hits you close range, ya calzone Powder stains on my Balmain Slurp that pussy up just like lo mein If that coke burn my nose, I'ma complain Made 30 bands in 30 minutes Before I count it, I done damn near spent it Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia I'm on ya Made 30 bands in 30 minutes Before I count it, I done damn near spent it Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia I'm on ya I'm smoking dope, I'm smoking dope Got a half a pound of artichoke Scale broke, so we eyeball it Her titties out just like New Orleans Mardi gras, we party hard, she off the soft My dick head, she celebrate like the world end And she could be my girlfriend Only fuck her on the weekend Momma found some racks in some dirty jeans Told her keep the money, take 'em to the cleaners Threesome watched how this dick came between them Licked the clit and she did the Macarena Crib in the forest, deer in my yard '07, I got locked up on a charge Now a nigga got four bank cards Looking like a nigga gotta thank God Going through a bag like I'm snatching purses Half a key of raw inside my fucking verses Like a surgeon with that scalpel, bring that track to life Bounce that ass for that pussy, got a appetite Geeked up, geeked up, pop a pill just like Mike and Ikes Head sent me straight to the moon with a mac tonight Running low on alcohol, nigga gotta make a call Stay afloat, try not to choke Made 30 bands in 30 minutes Before I count it, I done damn near spent it Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia I'm on ya Made 30 bands in 30 minutes Before I count it, I done damn near spent it Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia I'm on ya I'm smoking dope, I'm smoking dope Got a half a pound of artichoke Scale broke, so we eyeball it Her titties out just like New Orleans

Dance In The Water lyrics - Danny Brown

Can you work it Can you work it Break it down And just drop it low You deserve it You deserve it Get it out And let it all go Shake it Don't break it Bend over And touch yo toes You been waiting You been waiting Real playa Get down on the floor I know lately I know lately You been feeling Like you wanna let loose No debating No debating Do your thing And just do you No hating No hating Whatever it's All on you Put it on me Put it on me Lemme tell ya What we gon' do Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Is you wit it Is you wit it Lemme see you just Get get get it Get busy Get busy Back it up And just quit playing wit me If you want it If you want it It's all yours then Gone head and own it When you get it When you get it Go and give it to em right Cause you earned it Here we go now Here we go now Don't stop what you're doing Don't slow down Gone take that Gone take that Like P. Diddy Remix on a mixtape Better get back Better get back They ain't know You could do it like that Can I hit that Can I hit that Like a champion Boxing title match Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Bring it back now Bring it back now Get into it And just put it back now It's like that now It's like that now Make a playa Wanna go say his wedding vows Don't stop now Don't stop now Keep it going Just gone head get down I mean right now I mean right now See you showing off Gone head show out Do you like that Do you like that Can't never fall off Get it right back I mean right back I mean right back Bout to body slam That like Ryback Gotta fever Gotta fever Only remedy is you And I need ya He a monster He a creature He a tie u up And then eat ya Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet Dance in the water And not get wet Not get wet Not get wet

From The Ground (feat. Kelela) lyrics - Danny Brown

[Danny Brown:] 8 balls wit a safety pin I deserve the finer things Told myself back then When I used to ride a Schwinn Now I'm on a tour bus Going places I ain't never been Wrote my rhymes down on a paper bag That was way back Having dreams of a Cadillac Dog, I had to bounce back Locked a nigga up Why they do me like that? Now I'm on the Jack in the county Asking mommy for some money Swear to God she'd do anything for me Now we out the hood and the nightmare is us going back So I won't go to sleep 'til I finish that Cousin of death anyway Now I see better day And I ain't tryna miss a minute, second hour Living on borrowed time Can't think about tomorrow 'cause it's about today And you know you wanna take my place Let's get it [Kelela:] You turn around, and now I'm winning I built it up, from the ground You stay asleep, I'm gonna get it I built it up, from the ground [Danny Brown:] Now tell me, would you sacrifice your dreams? What it takes if you want anything Got me missing sleep 'cause my mind on the beat So while I'm counting bars y'all be counting sheep No cheat sheet, get it out the mud Get it how you live, why I'm out here in the field My nigga wake up, wipe the cold out your eyes It's a cold, cold world but even hotter when you die So no try to do, what about you? Work off, well met, do the same thing too A lot locked up wishing they was like you Got a letter from my nigga saying he be out in June Been down for a minute and every since sentence Things ain't been the same so I'm missing my nigga Staring at the ceiling thinking how far I came Was trapped in the storm but I made it out the rain [Kelela:] You turn around, and now I'm winning I built it up, from the ground You stay asleep, I'm gonna get it I built it up, from the ground

When It Rain lyrics - Danny Brown

With a bat, go dangerous on that cat Go Traxman, hit it from the back DJ Assault, bitch, let me bang Bruiser Brigade, we run that train Put that thang in her caboose Only way you hang is with a noose Beef with us, it ain't no truce Y'all niggas lame, y'all ain't like us Hanging with the devil off angel dust For that money, in God we trust All fall victim for greed and lust Who you 'pose to trust when guns gone bust? Living every day like it's the end Just waking up, feelin' like a sin Gotta keep a eye on your friends Cause everybody hungry in them streets Nigga rob ya grandma for something to eat Know it's fucked up, that's how it be Growing up living everyday in the D And it don't seem like shit gon' change No time soon in the City of Boom Doomed from the time we emerged from the womb So to cope, drugs we consume Here we go, now, here we go Ain't no water, how a flower gon' grow? Ain't no change, then how we gon' change? No umbrella, we stuck in the rain Dark clouds hanging all over our head No sunshine and them showers be lead Lighting up squares and them dots be red Now ya best friend gets shot in the head, damn Oh, you ain't know that When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Oh, you ain't know that, did you? Better duck when you hear them gunshots go off Pop off when them shots go off Knock off, you try to play me soft Glocks all in yo face, dog No baseball, better run home Hit ya lung, blood on yo tongue Exorcist, yo head get spun Exodus, I might forget Bitch, when it's time for your ass be done You ain't heard it like this before They don't do it like this no more That get on up, that get on up That get on up, up on the floor You ain't heard it like this before They don't do it like this no more That get on up, that get on up That get on up, up on the floor Oh, you ain't know that When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Oh, you ain't know that, did you? When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Oh, you ain't know that When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Oh, you ain't know that, did you? When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Time for the percolator Murder music orchestrator Point blank hollow tip circulator Your ass lucky if you on respirator I'm like Vega rolling with that blade Kid don't play, wanna catch that fade? Shoot the house party up with them K's Shut down when we hit the DJ That Detroit shit, do the Rambisco Minks and Gators, pistol the disco Eating crawfish up in Fishbones Heater off safety, watching the Pistons Niggas get pissed on no-fly zone Call Uncle Trick when you hit my home Beef with him? Don't hit my phone D vs. everybody, ain't no song Coming from the city where them goons be lurking Get caught slipping, yo ass will be hurting That's for certain, yo ass be curtains Young niggas out there puttin' that work in On you scoring for a pair of Jordans Whole damn city probably got a couple warrants Why the county jail always stay crowded They don't give a fuck, they just go POP Oh, you ain't know that When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Oh, you ain't know that, did you? Better duck when you hear them gunshots go off Pop off and all them shots go off Knock off, you're tryna play me soft Glocks out in your face, dawg No baseball, better run home You ain't heard it like this before They don't do it like this no more That get on up, that get on up That get on up, up on the floor You ain't heard it like this before They don't do it like this no more That get on up, that get on up That get on up, up on the floor Oh, you ain't know that When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Oh, you ain't know that, did you? When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Oh, you ain't know that When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now Oh, you ain't know that, did you? When it rain, when it pour, get your ass on the floor now

Today lyrics - Danny Brown

Watch who you 'round Gotta watch they mouth When them guns come out And them shots ring out You know what they about Watch what they say Watch what they do When a hook come around Them kids come down They a tell on you It's snakes in the grass Getting trapped by rodents Potent we smoking A leave you choking Hoping you focused So dog take notice For a flash of light Run you off light roaches Hopping off porches With chrome 44 Nose long as song Made by Mike Bolton Lightning bolts Rip through your torso Raining blood After that thunder Mommas crying Children wonder But this is the life That we all succumbed to Make a nigga wanna go And cut his phone off Cops killing niggas everyday Like protocol Watch the TV Turn on the news Make a nigga feel like He listened to blues In the hood Wit that Arm & Hammer Getting them Pampers For baby mama Hood flick us We in the slammer Now ya baby raised By another man bruh Cure for cancer Cure for A.I.D.S Make a nigga Wanna stay on tour for days Everywhere you go Gotta keep that tool Cause you don't want end up Happening to you So everywhere u go Gotta keep that tool Cause you don't want it end up Happening to you Today today today I say you never never never know When ya time to go I say you never never never know When ya time to go So damn right I cheated Today today today I say you never never never know When ya time to go I say you never never never know When ya time to go So damn right I cheated Today today today I say you never never never know When ya time to go I say you never never never know When ya time to go So damn right I cheated Today today today I say you never never never know When ya time to go I say you never never never know When ya time to go So damn right I cheated Today today today Today today today Gotta watch these niggas Better watch these niggas Cause for a little bit of crumbs When you trapped in the slums They a pop you nigga Watch where you go Watch where you at Cause goons on attack And that's a fact You don't want it like that Niggas get bodied like everyday Nigga masked up like masquerade Bruiser Brigade Nigga take this fade Or get marked out Like crossword game For a little name Nigga pop yo chain Playing no games Evict arcade Trade in your life For a pair of new J's A-OK with them AK's Broad daylight Make you do a relay Duck behind cars When you hear the tool spray You don't want beef Get simmer soufflé Sitting in the Bimmer With ya lightskin bae Fuck all the tough shit I'm tryna get paid You ain't bout money Nigga you the same way End of the day Nigga jail the new slave Trust my nigga You don't wanna go that way Today today today I say you never never never know When ya time to go I say you never never never know When ya time to go So damn right I cheated Today today today I say you never never never know When ya time to go I say you never never never know When ya time to go So damn right I cheated Today today today I say you never never never know When ya time to go I say you never never never know When ya time to go So damn right I cheated Today today today I say you never never never know When ya time to go I say you never never never know When ya time to go So damn right I did it

Get Hi (feat. B-Real) lyrics - Danny Brown

I'm blowing on some Miles Something Kinda Blue The kinda dope You swear could make Dreams come true Sticky icky nugs Real furry buzz This my party pack Call it the cotton club Towel under the door Hotboxing hotels Security knocking What's that smell Ornette with a fortress Scorching frontos on porches Torching up the purple Got me spinning in a circle I'm Coltrane on Soul Plane Propane flow game Bitches know my name from Cancun to Spokane Got it in my carry on Smoke it till its all gone No homo but yo bitch go Tommy Dorsey on my trombone Hit the greenery jaws go Gillespie Have a nigga shaking like he got epilepsy I hit it twice then i pass it to the right Mary Jane ya be the love of my life Say ya had a bad day Want the stress to go away Just rollup Take the pain away And get hi Stop talking all that jazz Every morning I wake up First thing I roll up Before I get the day started First I gotta bake up And get hi Ya girl just left you You just got fired Ya car acting up You need new tires Your bills all late Anyday ya phone off Fuck it cop a 8th Take the load off Baby Momma tripping Taking you to the court They wanna lock you up But your daughter got new Jordans Yo landlord knocking Her girl cock blocking Dealing with this bullshit Smoke up on the constant Living in this world Always on the edge So to clear yo mind Smoke one to the head Pockets on e Due on ya lease Tryna chop you down So roll up the trees Problem of today Smoke it to the face It's only for a moment But the troubles go away Problems of today Smoke it to the face It's only for a moment But the problems go away Say ya had a bad day Want the stress to go away Just roll up And take the pain away And get hi Every morning I wake up First thing I roll up Before I get the day started First I gotta bake up And get hi

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