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lirik lagu #hottestmc – danny brown

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[verse 1]
f-ck any rapper rappin’ if the n-gg- ain’t dappin’
show respect, i’m the greatest – oh sh-t, i killed your ladies
i don’t give a f-ck if you’ve got a billion dollars
your rhymes are cheap, you’re a lease, a poor product
you a servant in my world, the rap gods curse you
when judgement day’s upon you, reality’s a virtue
i walked a thousand miles recitin’ a hundred rhymes
brought smiles to faces, braced, labels owe me from lines
i don’t give a f-ck, a dirty detroit n-gg-
ain’t-got-the-bud-but-show-up-with-a-swisher–ss n-gg-
say “b-tch, i’m still hungry”, they actin’ like i made it
i ain’t make it ’til my mama f-ckin’ sittin’ on some acres
i’m a motherf-ckin’ threat in the booth, these n-gg-s know
pour it out, a century, decades later they quote it
deserve a n-bel peace prize for what i recite
incite a riot with the speech, i’m detroit red, i’m ecstasy
sores on my scalp ’cause my last perm bugged me
hair straight, jumpin’ head first in an orgy
with a pool of blonde hoes, sniffin’ on that white sh-t
so much caucasian p-ssy, starting to think that i’m mixed
but i be writin’ that sh-t, have you rappers p-ssed, like
“how’d he think of this? i wish i’d thought of that sh-t”
rhymes so real thought i wrote it in janice joplin’s vomit
with the mic gg allin wiped his -ss with…

[verse 2]
i carry the cross for anybody lost or findin’ it rough
days of no sunshine like a maze in my mind
no enter or exit, adderall and ‘ercocet
pill-poppin’ dyslexic, naughty nature treach sh-t
i think about my next line like you think of the next dime
i’m the future and the present, same d-mn time
an og told me “you’re only as nice as your last bar”
so with that said, suck my d-ck all y’all
the motor city where motor mouths get impounded
i’m overseas in australia, lookin’ for the blonders
ksubi jeans, and a meulemeester
and she like my shoes so i put it in her kiester
it’s the hybrid like i wrote it in papyrus
keep the sh-t on me, n-gg-, hood rat, baby diaper
they heatin’ up caprice like a dc sniper
raised off of hotdogs, down-the-middle-split soup
i’m hotter than andre rison with left eye
rest in peace, baby, but no t-l-c in my life
and when i reach my fate, and i’m standin’ at the gates
know that god’ll be proud, sayin’ “daniel, you was great”
but you other n-gg-s? ‘pac said he want an explanation
big turned in his grave, an earthquake in grenada
when pun she’d a tear it hurricane for a week
when big l get upset, it start tornadoing trees

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