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21st century masters - the millennium collection: the best of danny!

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Danny! - The Best of Danny!

Title: 21st Century Masters – The Millennium Collection: The Best of Danny!
Release Date: August 7, 2007
Duration: 1 hour, 18 minutes
Label: Self-released
Album Type: Compilation

1.  i need a publicist

2.  charm

3.  the world is yours

4.  i'm movin' out

5.  fullaschidt

6.  rhyme writer crime fighter

7.  my baby

8.  i only wanna be with you

9.  check it out (remix)

10.  i'm back

11.  fly

12.  second time around

13.  v.i.p.

14.  strange fruit

15.  my whole world

16.  cafe surreal

17.  i wish

18.  where were you

19.  fly, pt. 2

20.  cafe surreal, pt. 2

21.  fullaschidt (remix)

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lyrics.

[Chorus]
I need a publicist
'Cause I wanna be famous
I'm tryin' to get my name in the press
And let the world know I'm dangerous
And on the mic, you can't fuck with this
Yeah, I need a publicist

[Verse 1]
Don't pay attention to these rappers with record deals, spendin' the cheese
I want the world to pay attention to me
South Carolina's prince of peace, 'cause on the piece I don't leave no prints
Blow a hole in your weak defense
Forget that gunplay wordplay
I'm tryin' to get a deal before my 22nd birthday
It falls on a Thursday
Bad press can't hurt me, I'll take the gritty route
Pull a Lil' Kim and walk around with my titty out
At the VMA's, I'd front like I was datin' LisaRaye
But I can't, 'cause I think that she's engaged
Fuck it, I'll drink an E&J with Tina Fey
And do an interview the next day with Rex Hayes
My next phase is to get on Maury
On TV, cryin' with some pitiful story 'bout
How Halle Berry be stalkin' me
And the 12-year-old girl I got caught with last week

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
What better way to get my name in the paper
Than to be a mile high on a plane with a razor
Stop, chill, don't be scurred man
'Cause you got the wrong cat, I ain't wearin' a turban
My words can, have my ass up on the front page
Tomatoes thrown at me when I run up on stage
But I remain unfazed
I'm still tryin' to have my face printed on the cover of Blaze
I'm 'bout to give my baby mother a raise
I'll make the hooker happy 'cause she got me eight bookings last week
That's what I call using your head
Addicted to limelight, if I lose it I'm dead
You know? I think I'll fake my own funeral
Or maybe not, because nobody would show
So when they say a word for the dearly departed
I'll hop out the coffin like "yeah, bitch!"
My rap career's started

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I'm trying to be hip-hop's next media darling
With VH1 specials on at three in the morning
I'm heeding a warning: my black star's so bright
You gotta wear shades when you see me performin', but
Self-promotion is so hard
I'm sick of stickin' my stickers on Decker Boulevard
I need to hire somebody to book my shows
And help me get exposure 'cause I took my flows
And my beats to the top, man I love this shit
You know? I think I gotta get a publicist
But until then, I'll still be payin' my dues
Signing autographs dressed in a tin-man suit, what

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
You mad 'cause I dropped two classics
Half these new jacks is fags with doo-rags on
I knew that long hiatus wouldn't break us but
If you that strong, come try us
We can take it outside, instead of fight
We can rap battle
Cats laugh 'cause it took me three times to get it right
I guess it's true what they say, the third time's a charm
I grabbed the game and let it die in my arms
Then resurrected it
Changed clothes, same flow, perfected it
They know Swain though they still won't respect the kid
But I ain't slowin' up
This time, blowin' up
Sponsors, concerts, everybody showin' up
Know enough tricks of the trade to get a record deal:
Fresh kicks, press kits, sex appeal
Had to mail my demo out 'cause I ain't had enough bus pass
To take the bus first class
So frustrated, had to puff-puff-pass
Sent my CD out to Puff, Puff passed
Must've had enough trash on his desk this year
Sent one to So So Def, but it fell on so so deaf ears
I never once shed tears, this must be a test here
I fell back, prayed about it
Made a route and now the kid got crazy clout
I ain't afraid to shout it
My charm got the ladies in the Carolina fallin' in love
Niggas that I never met before is callin' me "cuz"
And it's all because, I went against the grain
I did my own thang, radio can kiss my anus
And all these other haters tryin' to dis D. Swain is
Just a damn shame, pop ya Cris and champagne
They popped shit, sayin' "he's a nerd" or "he's gay"
Now they love me; I can get away with murder these days
Charismatic, the Kappa is back at it
My charm, got people glued to me
Diplomatic immunity nigga

[Chorus]
Fresh off the plane, it's ya boy D. Swain
Takin' over the game, ain't a damn thing changed
(So what'chu sayin'?) Ladies love him
The kids can't get enough of him
There will never ever be another him
The third time's a charm, so I gots to make it happen
Got so much charm, so I gots to make it rappin'
(Do ya thing!) My appeal will make these people feel me
Niggas know it's still D-A to the N-N-Y

[Verse 2]
Why it took him so long to show and prove?
My demeanor's real cool, like I'm flowin' through air vents
Showin' you confidence, they say I'm showin' you arrogance
The kids ain't even gotta hide my tape from their parents
I'll use my charm to make this album # 1 in the country
Have the ladies like, "we got nothin' but love for you honey"
Plus I got enough charms on my muthafuckin' arm
(You da bomb!) To really give Lucky a run for his money
And now it's funny, niggas wanna know just how Danny does it
'Cause he got, mass appeal and he loves kids
Niggas wanna hate me for my charm, they mad they can't get it
Now it seems like everybody and they man's livid
I took that underdog status and I ran with it
Dan did it to death, I planned this niggas
Finish your breakfasts
The stress is just another part of the game
Niggas chargin' in my lane so it's hard to maintain
And it's hard to stay sane, hard to stay valid
We 'bout it, y'all niggas pint-size like Charlamagne [tha God]'s salary
My plain's outta reach, yeah I'm on a new plateau
"Danny, why you had to do that fo'?"
If you that slow, you're probably the cause behind it
The game is getting eaten, I'm the jaws behind it
Y'all hate to see me shine 'cause you'll all get blinded
Pause, rewind this; hope was lost, I'll find it
Now everybody gettin' in my sauce like prime ribs
They don't agree that I'm the boss, like "why him?"
You can debate if you wanna
I'm takin' you on a journey
I'm burning these haters like eighty-two saunas
Steamed up, got the underground scene re-ing up
'Bout to cop a grill from Paul Wall, boss hog cheese it up
Nuggets glow like mustard yo
Nine studs, daytime
Blind ya, hell yeah I'm frontin' but you love it though

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
I'm the most prolific artist, tried to oust Picasso
Used my whole head; nose bled, rhymes out the nostrils
I always ate supper but my supplement's determination
Dropped a couple hints and yearned for greatness
Mama I'm gonna sing
I used to keep a stack of records from Stax
A record in fact, never met a cat with more records than that
Ample samples for pickin', my hands was cramped from the mixin'
But dammit Dan's so ambitious, I think he's on to somethin'
Slept on so much it should've been a felony
Led on so much from lies these niggas sellin' me
I kept on per good advice my friends would tell to me
Now I'm the best on the scene, my seams is bustin', Della Reese
And thanks to Jocelyn
I ain't had to worry 'bout the gangsta posturin'
She kept my head afloat when all them gangs was watchin' and
Told me to be myself and now D. Swain's on top again

[Bridge]
Danny was bored
So he dropped a classic album
Wound up at the Grammy Awards
Below the stage, front page
That means I'm smarter than you other rappers, truth hurts
Snuck a peek up Robin Troup's skirt, while you watched at home
Keep watchin' holmes

[Chorus]
The world is yours baby, and that's the truth
Don't ever let nobody tell you what you can and what you can't do
(True!) 'Cause in this life you only get a chance or two
(True!) Don't take these dreams for granted, make your plans and move
The world is yours baby, all you have to do is try
You're bound to reach the stars if you just shoot for the sky
So shoot for the sky...just shoot for the sky
"World...world...it's the world famous" - M.O.P.
"D. Swain..." - Danny!
"...world..." - M.O.P.
"...the world is mine!" - Kanye West

[Verse 2]
Now watch me soar across the skies y'all
Ambition big as Tracee Ellis Ross's eyeballs
They thought I'd gone and forgot my Roots like Dice Raw
Eat competition like a Tyson brawl
Chew you up and spit you out
They told me n-never argue with fools
So I stayed in my lane just like a car pool
Stayed true to myself and dammit if it didn't pay off
Critics' predictions way off
But you know I shed some tears; +Why Must I Cry+ like Reh Dogg?
Why must I stress, a lot can happen in a year's time
I disappeared so my career would be revered
I'm still tryin' to climb and make my mark just like brasierre lines
Would've had a singer on this track but Britney Spears declined
But no worries, too much at stake to lose
Cats be like "if this corny nigga can make it, then I can make it too"
Now I'm their inspiration
But no one will come as far as me
Star of "D. Swain Motivation 101", +Let's Get It+

[Bridge]
I thought I told you I won't lose
I'm in my prime
While all y'all struggle with the "wish-I-had-skills-but-I-don't" blues
You tried to deny me but I don't give a flying fuck
I'm on iTunes, you're on iSuck
Your time's up nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Sometimes, I wish we weren't acquainted
'Cause things ain't been the same since
I got some fame, and now it's like you speak a different language
'Cause you be talkin' fast and snapping fingers side-to-side
I hate to say it girl, but things between us kind of died
I'm tired of the fights and daily drama
I should've known that you should never argue with a baby mama
'Cause I came home from work and all my clothes were waitin' on the doorstep
How you managed doin' that, and you ain't finish chores yet?
What bothers me the most is
We used to be the closest
Remember at the bowling alley, it was me and Joseph?
You walked up to me and the rest, they say is history
Now you callin' all your friends and they all say you dissin' me
I'm sick of feelin' like I'm crazy, I'ma
Have to set things straight 'cause everybody knows
That you're my baby mama

[Chorus]
I'm sorry baby but uh, I-I-I'm movin' out
So all the finer things in life you'll have to do without
Now you about to throw away the promises you made me
Why you actin' shady?
Think about the baby!
Right now I start to
See that all we do is argue
And for me to put up with it all
Girl you know it's hard to
But I'll visit on the weekends just to see my child
I'm sorry baby, I-I-I'm leavin' now

[Verse 2]
Now that my wrist is glowy
And all the misses know me
It's like I'm losin' sense of self
I kinda miss the old me
Because the old me wouldn't put up with the shit you throw me
But I ain't doin' this for you, I'm doin' this for Zoe
Told me you would chill and save me trauma
My friends would tell me, "you should never argue with a baby mama"
And nowadays it's like you seem to take my kindness for a weakness
Walkin' round, giving me the silent treatment?
I don't need this
I come home late and I'm accused of infidelity
I just think you're jealous, B
But yet and still you yell at me
But YOU come home late
It's like, damn, all the levees break
Quick to set the record straight
Like you were all at Debbie's place
You pause and hesitate like eighty commas
I guess that's what I get for trying to argue with a baby mama

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Your attitude it triflin'
I've had it boo (goodbye!) you win
I can't bear to be with you 'cause half of you is stiflin'
The other half excites me when I grab your hips and hold your thighs
Then the second half comes out, gettin' jazzy, rollin' eyes
I'm so surprised, baby you make me wanna
Just, ooooooooh
I'll pack my bags now
Rags and towels
It's too late for backin' out
Leaving you with nothing, funny how nobody's nagging now
Aiight, the house is yours
I can buy a thousand more
I'll even give you money just to buy some diapers from the store
But afterward, that's it
Don't even ask for shit
'Cause we ain't married, now my money you want half of it
I have to get Zoe baby pajamas
And whatever else she needs
But I ain't payin' nada to my baby mama

[Chorus] - 2X

[Chorus: 'Drea]
Ooo-ooo-ooo, yeah
Y'all niggas is shady, really got me goin' crazy
Ooo-ooo-ooo, I know, I know
Y'all bullshitted me for the last time, yeah

[Verse 1]
Monday morning, just wakin' up
Someone's cooking bacon up in the kitchen, it's been
A hot minute since I had some pork
"You want some food?" Not spinach, you'll get stabbed with a fork
"Sorry dude, I think I got the last bit of bacon"
I looked up in his face, punk-ass bitch was fakin'
But I wanted some juice
I looked up in the fridge
And this nigga had the bacon hidden under the fruit
I swear to God, yo there's nowhere to hide
It's like they're always tryin' to pull the wool over my eyes
This one chick I never mentioned before
Was like, "You wanna come with me and my friends to the store?"
Cool, I said "yeah"
I saw no harm in it
Told her that I'd meet her in the dorm room in four minutes
Showed up, had the biggest surprise
She's like, "C'mon guys, Danny said that he'd give us a ride!"
Huh?

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I can't stand it, it's scandalous
The way they try to dismantle this man with this shit
You can't bullshit the bullshitter
But I've been bullshitted so many times, I need a cool pitcher of water
So I can calm the fuck down
It's all just a game to these clowns, Round Three
I wouldn't have to put up with half of this crap
If I was packin' a Mac like Richard Roundtree
This one chick tried to play me short
I had her screamin' on the phone 'til it made me hoarse
I said, "Why come you don't call me no more?
I thought we was close", bitch got defensive as shit
She's like, "Chill nigga 'cause I dropped my phone
And I lost my phone numbers, I'm 'bout to get yours though"
Damn near pulled a hamstring
When I called her two weeks later
And she said the same damn thing

[Verse 1]
Caped crusader
Stay souped with lasers
A gray deuce-deuce that I used to blaze
I slayed spooked troops in my youthful days
And flew away in the Spruce Goose, ruthless ways
Now you could say my style was aloof but hey
I gotta stay elusive
And that's why I moonlight as a producer slash rapper
Slash ass-kicker, ridiculous rat bastards
Face down on the gravel, have gun will travel
Out the blue steel barrel, get ya crew killed
Harold from Peru filled the streets with pills for weeks
Had his operation based in Brazilian suites
Women swimmin' in counterfeit bills with grills for teeth
And had a half a mil' concealed beneath Building B, ugh
Received word they on the block
I got the call on my two-way radio watch
It was a Tuesday, shoes laced, gazed at my clock
Hope I can ruin their clientele in time to catch Seinfeld
Crime prevails daily, it's a hundred fanatics
That's why my hip's equipped with guns and gadgets
That's why my lip is stiff, no one can match it
That's why I dip whenever the sun comes
Had it with Harold and his shenanigans, everyone's frantic
When they peep the piece and the heat I brandish
Shut 'em down son, took 'em to police then vanished
I made it home but I just missed Costanza's antics, dammit
Such a job is selfless
But the mayor feeds me eggs, corn cobs and shellfish
Rebellious for the hell of it, villains audacious
I'm still in my spaceship, I know that I can fly with my cape
But that's some lame shit, I'm cooler than that
Preservin' justice, just show me where the hooligans at
And this is my hooligan r-r-r-rap

[Danny! talking]
And you know they don't give a brotha no superpowers
So I gotta keep more gats than a Papoose verse
You feel me?

[Chorus: *scratches by Danny!*] - 2X
"D-D-D. Swain..." - Danny!
"...r-r-rhyme Writer..." - Street Life
"The best...best...the best looking crime fighter..." - Will Smith

[Verse 2]
In the daytime he's meek and mild-mannered
But the D. Swainmobile is sleek and piled with hammers
I got a slick pistol that I nicknamed Crystal
Her thick frame bristles when I exchange missiles
For some quick pain, whistle at her, see if she don't snub you
I keep the broad around but I don't ever say "I love you"
I stay between gats and my laser beam hats
George Bush the button to thwart a crook, it's nothin'
I got a fly chick as a sidekick
Always on her Sidekick, tryin' to find some Jordan-signed kicks
I try to give her leeway; lost my utility belt
Assed-out for three days, she copped a new one from eBay
Heesheeeay! Blowticious, villains so vicious
Mutated goldfishes, magicians and old witches, and
Islamic crooks with atomic hooks
I done battled all of these cats, and still ain't no comic book!
Look! ("we don't believe you!") I know you hear my flows and doubt it
Don't believe me? Ask Edna Mode, she's the broad that sews my outfits
The sensational, back is the +Incredible+
D. Swain the Vigilante, back-handin' criminals
But don't tell nobody

[Chorus]

[Chorus]
Be my, my baby (I really need you to)
Be my, my baby (let's make it me and you)
Be my, my baby (I wanna have some fun with you)
Be my, my baby (so what you wanna do)
Be my, my baby (I really need you to)
Be my, my baby (let's make it me and you)
Be my, my baby (I wanna have some fun with you)
Be my, my baby (so what you wanna do)

[Verse 1]
How you doin' shorty, let me introduce myself
My name is Danny and my album debuts on the 12th
I wanna get to know you better baby
Maybe we can lock ourselves up in the studio for eight weeks
I was headed over there anyway
How 'bout you slip them seven digits and make Danny's day?
I can take you to states you've never been to
Have you on a yacht, eating steak and Mexican food
World travel don't intrigue you?
I can put you in a catalog, modeling for Spiegel
'Cause your face is a ten, and your body's like whoa
Let's take it to the basement and...
I ain't like them other fellas
You can even take me home with you and make your mother jealous
I can shower you with cash, did I mention
We could be 2004's Ashford & Simpson if you

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
38-24-37
Girl you got my engines revvin'
But can I ask you a question?
Would you rather have the keys to the Hummer
Or a nice quiet night, listening to Stevie Wonder?
'Cause I prefer the latter, but girl it's up to you
And we can do what you wanna do
But if it were up to me, I'd play you a song on my rock guitar
Maybe we could even go adopt a star
So that everytime it twinkles in the sky
I'd think about the twinkle in your eye, gimme a try
Or gimme your phone number, I can be your man (oh yeah!)
I'm what you need, baby just give me a chance (oh yeah!)
Oh yeah, all that stuff I promised in the first verse
I was just trying to impress you, I don't really have a yacht
What's that? You say you still wanna roll?
Oh for sure

[Chorus]

[Chorus: Ms. Lisha] - 2X
I only wanna be with you
Ohhh, and you know that my love is true

[Verse 1]
I know you seen me in the videos girl
My name is D. Swain, and I wanna give you the world
But first I wanna get to know ya
I wanna get to show ya
The real way a lady is supposed to be treated
We can chill in the cut or we can go to the beach
Just me and you, what'chu wanna do?
We can go shoppin' for shoes
The Nike Airs with the matchin' laces
We can go to Marks & Morgan, get some matchin' bracelets
Don't get it twisted, I ain't tryin' to spit game
But I'll be honest with you, half these niggas is lame
They're only after one thing, and we both know what it is
So I hope you underdig where I'm comin' from
I'm trying to make you my number one, my main squeeze
Baby tell me what you want from me, I aim to please
It's plain to see, I hope that you believe me boo
I only wanna be with you, now bring the chorus in

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 2]
Girl...why you over there lookin' at me
Like I'm tryin' to be your sugar daddy?
I'm not a gigolo, I don't keep the hookers happy
But I'll bet that if we hang out for a while
I can make you smile
We can go to Kim's Diner, play pool with some friends
But I'ma beat you; I'm just lettin' you know
And there's way too many reasons why I'm sweatin' you for
And if I give you a hug, I ain't lettin' you go
Later on we can take a little walk in the park
It's not often my heart makes me fall in love so fast
I've been through a lot baby, I've been hurt in the past
But we can make this work perfect if our purpose is to last
At last, I finally found the girl I wanna be with
Someone I can hold and share my secrets with
Don't keep the fence to your heart up for too long
C'mon baby and let's groove to the song
I only wanna be with you

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 3]
So what's the deal, you don't have to be confused at all
If you wanna roll, all you have to do is call
And I'll be there to pick you up if you fall
Order a root beer float and get two straws
You can always call on me if you wanna talk
I'll be right there, I won't even give it a second thought
You know you're fine, I tell you all the time
You're what the other fellas call a dime, but I call you a queen
And I wanna fulfill all of your dreams
If you're diggin' what I'm sayin' just follow me
And if not then my apologies
For wastin' your time, baby
You makin' my mind crazy
'Cause all I do is think about you
Hoping that you feel me too but then I could be wrong
Hey yo, this ain't no mushy song but you gotta put me on
I need ya, I need ya, I need ya
I only wanna be with you

[Chorus] - 4X

[Verse 1]
Messin' me up my whole head
Teasin' me just like Janet did Q-Tip
What the fuck, what is you stupid?
Schoolboy crush but I ain't in no rush
The whole world sees it, but what do you care?
My peoples sit and rave 'bout your class and your flair
My name is out your mouth but you sassin, I swear
Got me out of breath, steady gaspin' for air like
Speakin' of which
We at the beach and I itch like I'm allergic to sand
But I put up with it to show you how determined I am
(You hurtin' me man) Forget it, I ain't tryin' to set trip
Not dealin' with nobody now that's what you let slip
I said "hey yo it's cool, keep it on the friend tip"
'Cause yo, picture me screwing it up
Like ridin' dirty while I'm sippin' on a brew in the truck
Shit, you finer than J. Lo
But how can I move forward if you never say go?
Kisses on the cheek is what confuses me though
'Cause out in public we don't even speak so what's the deal yo?

[Chorus]
Now you caught my heart for the evening
Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things
Should I just sit out or come harder?
Help me find my way

[Verse 2]
Now why you wanna go and do that love, huh?
Makin' things for me toward you harder
Killin' me, just when I think we tight
You say some stupid shit and mess up my whole night
Like tellin' me about next dude
But next dude ain't the nigga with the clue
Who got your best interest in mind
Let's go to Cafe Surreal and have an interesting time
And let it just happen make it front-free
Just sweat me like honey sweat bees
Diggin' you, tryin' to get inside of your world
I can be your Prince, minus +Diamonds & Pearls+
Forever or however you want it, say word
But don't you ever don't you ever push me to the curb
D. Swain ain't tryin' to haggle you, I will not disturb
'Cause uh, it ain't in me and uh, I ain't no herb
But I'ma still try to chill with you
Maybe things'll change if you feelin' me too
If not then I guess it is cool
I ain't a clown like the rest of these fools
Seperate checks please

[Verse 3]
Tribe purist to the fullest
If'n you ain't feelin' this track, then you're full of it
Pull that li'l shit if you wanna, ya dig
But you ain't gonna do me like you did those Kidz, and clown me
Homage, comma, props
Call it what you want, but I'm not gonna stop
Record hit the store and I'm not gonna flop
And if I do, well then it's fodder for the message boards tomorrow, say what

[Chorus 4X]

[Verse 1]
Yo I'm tryin' to make these kids stop cursin'
And these clones would agree I'm the hip-hop version of Quincy Jones
Could it be? A maestro with a nice flow
Like clothes and dyke hoes, and drive a white Rov'?
Ho! Y'all muthafuckas still don't get it
I can spit some superficial shit and still won't let it
Define my persona
I'm fine wine plus I'ma refined rhymer
Line for line, it's my time to shine
Yeah, like a lamp, flourescent
Haters spit on me and wanna see the champ more pleasant?
Nigga please, I know you tired of the kid
And the fire that he spits, I'm as live as it gets
Black jeans, yes -- but a throwback? No
The best Kappa on the scene since Ho Frat Ho
All these other rappers wanna do is smoke that dro
But I'm tryin' to get my paper let my dough smack mo'
Whoa, did I hurt your head?
Yo, maybe I should use smaller words instead
I don't know if you noticed or not
But so far, this album hasn't even gone over the top
You don't even know if I'm focused or not
While you debate, I'ma pick which Ford Focus to cop
Fuck a Benz, and I don't want a Bimmer
Rather have a shack, and a styrofoam water heater, uh
"But didn't Danny say he drove a white Rov'?"
I was bullshittin', but thanks for paying attention though
You couldn't stop me with divine intervention, no
But you can catch me at the Rhymers' Convention, yo
I'll be the guest speaker
I'd be the best teacher
I'd spit some lyrical bullets
And watch your chest leak a gallon of blood
Drop face-down in the mud
You just mad they called that new Ma$e album a dud
Welcome me back

[Verse 2]
My redemption song
Is sweeter than a senior citizen with dentures on
I never really meant to leave you, it's been so long
You know I write eighty miles an hour, pen so strong, uh
My first LP? Critics didn't like it
But it's all good, just as long as pregnant women buy this
I don't care if niggas hate on my shit because
The negativity just gives me a buzz
And I appreciate the radio spins
Y'all muh'fuckas got me on the radio real good, that shit was mad funny yo
Your show is trash, watch who get the last laugh
Half-ass wack nigga
Lookin' like you crashed your face into a brick wall
Nigga get some balls
And get off of my nuts
You lost yo' mind, cuz?
I ain't the best lookin' nigga, but damn
This ugly muh'fucka must've got hit by a Grand Am
Am, I being too hard on this nigga?
Can't believe I fuckin' wasted four bars on this nigga, peep
How I transition back, but damn this and that
'Cause this is where it's at
I used to wear a hat but my head kinda swolled up
Dropped The College Kicked-Out, everybody goin' nuts
Didn't think I had it in me
I drink a splash of Remy
These half-rappers only half-offend me, I ain't fuckin' with 'em
The whole world can kiss my ass 'til their lips stick to my pants
Controversy like Lindsay Lohan gettin' breast implants
I'm the next Rembrandt of rap
Give me a chance, in fact
I'll have you shakin' like a panic attack
Dammit I'm back and I ain't goin' nowhere
Everybody so scared 'cause I'm so prepared
It's D. Swain, I'm still pimpin', still smackin' snitches
Still flowin' ill and the rap's vicious
I'm back bitches

[Verse 1: Peace of Thunder Snatch]
See, strange fruit comes from strange roots
It's a shame, why we afraid of truth?
Truth is, while people we wanna be hangin'
In the streets and brag about all the dope we be slangin'
I'm maintainin', even though it gets deep
I often wonder, why my people so weak?
Some nights I can't sleep, I should be restin' my mind
Waking up from nightmares of us hangin' like vines
To me, it's a mystery
Seems like, some cats repeatin' history
I got a question: why we hate each other so much?
Another question: why we don't wish each other good luck?
Ridin' in my truck, I be bumpin' them oldies
"Young, Gifted and Black"; that's what Hathaway told me
And my parents showed me, how to act properly
And that's why I know I ain't gotta be

[Chorus]
(Strange fruit) I ain't ashamed to say it
I don't think that we advancin', black
People still be plantin' that
(Strange fruit) I don't know what it is
That made us tolerate this hatred for so many years
I'm talkin'
(Strange fruit) Down here, where the mansions' at
You can find 'em where the branch is at
Take a glance at that
(Strange fruit) Can somebody please
Tell me what's goin' on?
What's goin' on

[Verse 2: Danny!]
Yo, what do you mean
I can't get this hotel room?
For those of y'all just tunin' in, I'm fumin' again
I'm on tour with two of my friends, we zoomin' again
From city to city, we sippin' on Peruvian gin
But now we sippin' from the cup of reality
A couple legalities are bein' broken
I know this ain't right
How you gon' tell me I can't get this hotel room tonight?
When I talked with you before on the phone, you was nice
Now I'm here in the flesh, and I guess that you see
That my skin colour just isn't what you thought it would be
Now is it? ... Look at me when I'm talkin' to you
You don't really wanna get hit with a lawsuit, do you?
You told me it was vacant
When makin' the reservation
Now after seein' my face
Your racism is blatant
I hate to say it but damn
It's hard enough bein' a black man
You treatin' me different because I'm black, man?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

[Danny!]
I'm glad I talked to you, and got your two cents
I'm through ventin'
Got a new dent in my mind, I had to mention

[Peace]
I'm glad you listened
To my advice and what I told you
Those situations are what we go through

[Danny!]
Throwin' two fists in the sky, it's you and I
Pluckin' our people from these trees
One root at a time

[Peace]
I feel that rhyme
And your two cents
Let's bounce; this cat is actin' like a nuisance

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
It's 10:00 on Friday
I'm 'bout to hit the highway
I got my pistol just in case somebody wanna try me
I'm headed to the club
So I can get messed up
I'm gonna holla at the chickenheads and press my luck
I've gotta freshen up
Oh, snap! Look at Danny
Daps, smiles, Black & Milds
Everybody actin' wild
And rowdy in the parking lot
All it's gonna take for me
Is two swigs of Armadale to get this fuckin' party hot
Whoever wanna see ID
Get popped up in their E-Y-E
I'm just trying to have a little fun up in the V.I.P.
These strippers gettin' restless
They wanna hold my necklace
They wanna dance around a pole for me and get butt naked
And I don't mind at all
Final call for alcohol
Wylin' out, cocky like I had a hundred thousand balls
It's, time to get it pumpin'
Listen to the music bumpin'
Club packed, dub sack
I'm gon' make you love this track, c'mon

[Chorus] - 2X
We at the club tonight
We'll make you feel all right
This is the second time
And we gon' do things right
We came to claim the crown
We 'bout to lay shit down
Because (this time, we)
We almost made it now

[Verse 2]
One Mississippi
And two Mississippi
By the time we get to ten, we gon' all be real tipsy
When I sip up on the Crissy
Ditzy bitches lookin' pretty
Liquor got me +So Gone+ like Monica and Missy
I'm about to roll the sticky but
Oh, snap! Look at shawty
She got the tongue ring gleamin' like it's looking for me
I'm 'bout to spit some game
Grey Goose the one to blame
I ain't gon' leave this muthafucka 'til I get some brain
Hey shawty, what's your name?
"Candy Cane!"
Perfect, with a name like that I know you can work it
Twerk it, put it in your mouth, don't hurt it
Like you're supposed to
Girl you gotta work hard for a damn Danny poster
Posted up, with a case of vodka
Pimped out like steak and lobster
I do my dirt and then forget it 'til the cases pop up
Stay lookin' proper you can catch me dressed to def
With my waves, Timbs
Grey Benz
I'm gon' make you dance, c'mon c'mon

[Chorus] - 2X

[Chorus]
Whoever wanna see ID
Get popped up in their E-Y-E
I'm just trying to have a little fun up in the V.I.P.
We havin' fun like we don't care
Party people, throw your motherfuckin' hands in the air, yeah
Whoever wanna see ID
Get popped up in their E-Y-E
I'm just trying to have a little fun up in the V.I.P.
"Skip all that singin', let's get right tonight mami" - Jay-Z
"You now...now...rockin' with a pro" - 50 Cent
"C'mon!" - Jay-Z

[Verse 1]
I'm just trying to have a little fun up in the V.I.P.
Funny, everyone is being nice to me
I stepped fresh off the "E" Train, D. Swain
Rapper for real, and on the beats I drop heat mayne
So I guess that explains a lot
We in the V.I.P. spot and we came to rock
Came to plot on somebody else's girl
D. Swain is not just another selfish squirrel
That's out to get a nut, we 'bout to hit it up
The B-A-R, I keep my radar on all night
Short hoes, tall dykes
Your clothes fall? Might
Door closed, y'all wanna fight?
I'm trying to get some alcohol in my system
Wakin' up tomorrow with a Barbie doll and a Mr. Ed
Poster, c'mon ma, get a little closer
You gon' do a dance or get my hopes up? Let's go

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Pop Cris'
The ladies in the V.I.P. are topless
You need a club banger, nigga cop this
I'm locally known
I just met a lil' hoochie and I hope we can bone
I respect you lil' cutie, I'm supposed to be grown
But I get real giddy when I see your titties
If I whisper in your ear, shawty please don't hit me
But the Hennessey kinda put the evil in me
Whoa! You now, now rockin' with a pro
Tell Mo to stop, stop talkin' to the hoes
We havin' fun ma, why stop?
I've got a couple of bucks
So after this we hittin' IHOP
Free drinks, and the shorties with ass
And every fight scene in this bitch is choreographed
And in the morning we'll crash, at the Hilton
Or into the side of a building, whichever comes first

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Got bitches on my jock out in Lexington
'Cause they think I date a motherfuckin' lesbian
So I told 'em it was k.d. lang
They was like, "Dang, way to go Danny Swain!"
I told 'em, "Meet me at the club scene, Night Pearl
I'll be chillin' with the preteen white girl"
Breezed by, then I headed to the V.I.P.
Why do all these ladies wanna be my sweetie pie
When I hop up out of the truck like I don't give a fuck
Two swigs of Armadale'll mess my dinner up
Made a fake phone call to impress my crew
"Yo Meagan Good, what up...it's Danny, can I come through?"
We at the Platinum Plus, drinkin' Bacardi
Tryin' to mack a shawty at the bar we meetin' at the afterparty
So just remember when I piss on your mom
Yo, I only said it just to finish the song
Lighten up niggas

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 1: Peace of Thunder Snatch]
See, strange fruit comes from strange roots
It's a shame; why we afraid of truth?
Truth is, while people we wanna be hangin'
In the streets and brag about all the dope we be slangin'
I'm maintainin', even though it gets deep
I often wonder, why my people so weak?
Some nights I can't sleep, I should be restin' my mind
Waking up from nightmares of us hangin' like vines
To me, it's a mystery
Seems like, some cats repeatin' history
I got a question: why we hate each other so much?
Another question: why we don't wish each other good luck?
Ridin' in my truck, I be bumpin' them oldies
"Young, Gifted and Black"; that's what Hathaway told me
And my parents showed me, how to act properly
And that's why I know I ain't gotta be

[Chorus]
(Strange fruit) I ain't ashamed to say it
I don't think that we advancin', black
People still be plantin' that
(Strange fruit) I don't know what it is
That made us tolerate this hatred for so many years
I'm talkin'
(Strange fruit) Down here, where the mansions' at
You can find 'em where the branch is at
Take a glance at that
(Strange fruit) Can somebody please
Tell me what's goin' on?
What's goin' on

[Verse 2: Danny!]
Yo, what do you mean I can't
Get this hotel room?
For those of y'all just tunin' in, I'm fumin' again
I'm on tour with two of my friends, we zoomin' again
From city to city, we sippin' on Peruvian gin
But now we sippin' from the cup of reality
A couple legalities are bein' broken
I know this ain't right
How you gon' tell me I can't get this hotel room tonight?
When I talked with you before on the phone, you was nice
Now I'm here in the flesh, and I guess that you see
That my skin colour just isn't what you thought it would be
Now is it? ... Look at me when I'm talkin' to you
You don't really wanna get hit with a lawsuit, do you?
You told me it was vacant
When makin' the reservation
Now after seein' my face
Your racism is blatant
I hate to say it but damn
It's hard enough bein' a black man
You treatin' me different because I'm black, man?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

[Danny!]
I'm glad I talked to you, and got your two cents
I'm through ventin'
Got a new dent in my mind, I had to mention

[Peace]
I'm glad you listened
To my advice and what I told you
Those situations are what we go through

[Danny!]
Throwin' two fists in the sky, it's you and I
Pluckin' our people from these trees
One root at a time

[Peace]
I feel that rhyme
And your two cents
Let's bounce; this cat is actin' like a nuisance

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
Fuck that, I see hungry children cryin' every night
Single mothers on welfare, these kids can't eat
The whereabouts of their daddy is a mystery
Poverty, probably is keepin' blacks in debt
And that's why every first of the month we cash our checks
And ask to get, a lottery ticket and some Newports
So surreal, kinda like a movie of sorts
I see so many things in my world goin' on
So this song was conceived with my heart on my sleeve
Little boys droppin' out of school, it's hard to believe
And little girls being raped, now it's hard to conceive
A child, I'm seein' niggas that'll stab you in the back
For a pack of cigarettes, and a jacket that matches
His bandana, gangbangers, 'caine slangers, chain swingers
Check out the picture that D. Swain paints for us

[Chorus]
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
Let me welcome you to (my whole world, my whole world)
No diamonds and pearls, just stones
And broken homes (my whole world, my whole world)
I'm only paintin' a picture
I care about it this much (my whole world, my whole world)
Follow me and we can see some things
C'mon and walk with D. Swain (my whole world, my whole world)

[Verse 2]
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see a preacher doin' things he ain't supposed to do
Collection plates, he's puttin' in his back pocket
But karma's a bitch, so best believe he's gettin' robbed quick
Fake gangstas and wanna-be thugs
Shootin' up the club, hot over a bottle of bub
I see a bunch of drunken junkies, potholes and drugs
A lot of homeless families with no one to love, but um
The worst thing is that it hurts to see
An uneducated black man in his thirties
But y'all don't hear me or your eyes are wide shut
Dudes goin' to job interviews high as fuck
What the fuck? I see politicians makin' promises
To fuck us up quicker than the '80s Reaganomics did
I see bums on the stoop lookin' stupid
They had a shot at life and didn't use it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Twelve-year-olds with cell phones
Callin' their man up so he can hit it when nobody else is home
I see kids havin' kids, man it is what it is
Homie this is how we live
Prostitutes, they're on the street corner peddlin' sex
Disabled vets, waitin' on their settlement checks, yep!
20 percent of money is spent on women
The other 80 is wasted on vodka
Stop the madness kid, ain't no adjectives
That can describe how I feel when I look back at this shit
Pops drunk, now he's smackin' the kids
The next day, can't remember what he did
I see people settin' up their own kinfolk
Babies gettin' sick from their mama's secondhand smoke
I see a man hittin' a lady but he ain't a pimp though
I'm just sittin' by my window
And this is what I see

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Yo, D. Swain is back on the block
He went from laughingstock
To rappin' in happening spots
And nappin' on yachts
Don't get your head wrap in a knot
You gotta unwind
Gotta remind yourself that stress is all in your mind
Speaking of your mind, there's a little place that we all can go
Let me take you to this spot that you never saw before
Close your eyes, and uh
Count to five, and uh
Meet me on the corner of Dream Street and Freedom Drive
This be the venue where anything goes
We staying overnight my nig, did you bring any clothes?
Let's roll

[Chorus]
This cup of cappaccino
Ain't hot enough for me yo
It's much too, much too cold
Lemme get some creamer in here
Lemme get some stirrers, some syrup
Lemme get my dreamers in here
Now now now, our destination
Is your imagination
Accept this invitation
To Cafe Surreal
Lemme get my dreamers in here
Lemme get some... (*beatboxing*)

[Verse 2]
This is a dream, right?
That's what you thinkin', right?
Stop all that thinkin'
You thinkin' too much for me tonight
Just let your mind roam free, grab a seat by the front
I'll go grab us some coffee, how many creamers do you want?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Surrealism got you feeling imprisoned? Don't let it
Just chill and listen to the intricate sounds
Of Mr. Renowned, I'm renowned around the globe
And I'm inviting you to pack your favorite gown or robe
Or whatever you're sleeping in, just keep it thin, pack light
Don't act like you don't remember what happened last night
You're now tuned to my nocturnal fantasy
Never mind that melting clock, disregard that dancing tree
Can it be? Danny l-l-losing his marbles?
Imagination, I've got a jarful
Carpool if you need a ride, your unconscious is your guide
You can hang your coat by the door, but leave your cares outside
Where's all my fellow free-spirited, open-minded free thinkers?
Free drinks are on me
Go grab a latte
But not a lot, hey
'Cause I may need some
Open mic for dreamers, won't you please come?

[Verse 1]
I wish A Tribe Called Quest would get back together
And record an album of twenty tracks or better
I wish society would stop trying to box me in
I wish me and Jasmine hadn't had to stop speakin'
I wish the hood on my car was fixed
I wish I had a deal, so I could get paid off the bars I spit
And the beats I make
I wish I had the money to buy everybody in the world a rib-eyed steak
I wish the government would quit tappin' phones in the ghetto
(Leave us alone) I wish my student loans were all settled
I wish they'd quit riggin' elections, the shit is depressin'
Bet your bottom dollar Bush wins again, no question
I wish AIDS didn't exist
I wish I didn't have flashbacks of my cousin slittin' his wrists
I wish there weren't so many single mothers and deadbeat dads
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I wish I had a one-way ticket to Kalamazoo, Michigan
I'm wishin' it were 1996 again
And De La Soul was playin' on the radio
850 spins a week
I wish muh'fuckas wouldn't diss me when I speak
Yo, I wish that I could rhyme on beat
I wish I had some silk slippers for my mom's feet
I wish Baby Girl was still here, and Left Eye too
Jam Master Jay, with Biggie reppin' Bed-Stuy too
Freaky Tah, Big L, Big Pun and 2Pac
I wish that I could buy a new clock
'Cause we're runnin' out of time
And the way hip-hop sounds these days
It seems like we're runnin' out of rhymes
Yeah, I wish for a world with no hate
I wish we all had a soulmate
That'd be so great
I wish I didn't have to live alone

[Verse 3]
I wish cats would take down south MC's more seriously
I'm wishin' I were more advanced lyrically
I wish I was engaged to Miri Ben-Ari
And at our wedding she can even play some "Overnight Celebrity"
I wish Harold would just let it be
I wish the unemployment rate weren't so damn high
I wish politicians wouldn't tell no damn lies
I wish I'd never have to see a lonely old man cry
Yo, I'm wishin' that nobody ever coined the word "nigger"
I wish I were a few inches bigger
And I ain't talkin' 'bout my height
I wish for fried chicken, buttered corn, dirty rice and sauerkraut tonight
And on that note I wish we didn't have no stereotypes
I wish the dream killers would chill, take care of yo' life
I wish nobody was shunned for being different

[Verse 4]
I wish everybody could make it to church on Sunday
I wish Ms. McIntyre would see her son one day
I wish I could talk to God, face-to-face
Well...that wish'll probably come true one day
I wish every son could give their mom a kiss
At least twice a day
I wish we wouldn't through our life away
Over some material possessions
I wish I wasn't clowned for eating cereal for breakfast
I wish I had a genie to grant these damn wishes
I wish my critics wouldn't call me too ambitious
I'm wishin' my ass never got kicked out of school
I was a foolish muthafucka, livin' without rules
Yeah, I wish I made wiser choices
Fuck that, I wish we all did
So we can all live
Yo I've been wistful ever since I was a small kid

[Verse 1]
Dear Teresa
I hope you get this letter
Better yet I hope you get the picture
I ain't even trying to sweat ya
I hope you get the gist 'cause I ain't gon' let ya
Just throw me out on the curb, woman I deserve better
You got some nerve Teresa, for dragging me along
On your emotional roller-coaster I never asked to get on
You get on my case, talking 'bout how I'm trippin' and
How I just don't listen and
All that other shit but you just missed your man
Then when shit hit the fan, you began to panic
Claimed I read you wrong, you and I both know that you just led me on
Chillin' on that new couch
Got your rocks off and went the "I was just confused" route
Yeah I know what you about
You told me so many lies and I believed 'em
Talking 'bout your man like you was tryin' to leave him
Throwing out all kinds of reasons
How you gon' just throw me out in the cold, I'm freezin'
Keep in mind you started this
Left me hangin', now you got a heart to fix
I'm sayin' yo

[Chorus: 'Drea]
Where were you
I thought the love we had was true
How could you just walk away
From all the things we've been through
Think of me
When this is just a memory
Will you still be loving me
When all your color is gone

[Verse 2]
We was a reenactment of "Me & Miss Jones"
You had your fun and now you wanna leave this alone?
I don't think so; I swear to God I wish we never met
Or better yet, I wish you could feel the pain you got me feelin'
Got me feelin' foolish, you was gassin' me up
Telling me things and selling me dreams
And then you left me, what I wasn't flashy enough?
Either that or you got sick of me
Probably saw me on the job all by myself and took pity, shit please
I don't need your hand-outs, I don't need no charity
Spare me, I'm barely breathin'
My reason for speakin', clarity
I need for you to realize
That I don't need your real lies
Or fake truths, so don't go try to blame it on the Cuervo
Or the Grey Goose, fuck makin' a truce
You made me feel useless
You could at least not disavow me
Now it's clear that you don't give two shits about me
Where were you when I needed you the most, you was ghost
You leavin' me? Jesus, have the decency to say goodbye
I thought we was close

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
So I've been through these hard times, mentally scarred
Almost lost my sanity but got no sympathy cards
And there's been a couple times when my knees buckled
I'd be in a heap of trouble if I didn't juggle these rhymes
You know these God-forsaken issues make you wish you could fly
Sometimes I wanna put my fist to the sky
And say goodbye to these worldly things
I wish that I could trade these pearls for wings
And give complacency a whirl, it seems
Every time I feel content
It's meant for me to lose
Control of situations, my patience is overused
Confused, my friends are saying I should be glad that I made it
So tell me why I feel so jaded
I'd trade it all for a couple minutes of some peace of mind
And leave behind this stress; if I cease confinement
Of my soul my soles can finally leave the ground
I ain't never comin' down

[Chorus]
Just fly away now
Just fly away now

[Verse 2]
If we try we can rise above
And fly with doves so high
It's the sky I love, listen
To the sound of liberation
No bounds, no limitations
No trials and tribulations
The ground's disintegratin'
Let your problems disappear with 'em
But it's so hard to let go, I know
It's like so many people want you to fail
And if you ain't the type to raise your voice they want you to yell
Or maybe you got it as bad as me
Cats don't wanna see my success
They'd rather see me in a tux and a vest
Laid up in some old coffin being carried away
Carried to some nameless cemetery, buried today
That's why I'm wary today, I pray for clarity
But it's like the energy I put into it's tearin' me up
That's when the air lifts me up, the blue abyss is callin'
A shot at peace of mind is greater than the risk of fallin'
So one time for my disillusioned artists, I hear ya
Two times for the kid that air-guitars in the mirror
Three times for the 9-to-5in' bus ridin' dudes
And four times for my dreamers, yo I'm just like you
That's why I sing for my queens with their own pair of wings
My brothers flyin' beside me, drama behind me
Mama tried to find me, she inquired emphatically
I was in the sky with all these other ghetto kids, defying gravity, uh

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Yo, D. Swain is back on the block
He went from laughingstock
To rappin' in happening spots
And nappin' on yachts
Don't get your head wrap in a knot
You gotta unwind
Gotta remind yourself that stress is all in your mind
Speaking of your mind, there's a little place that we all can go
Let me take you to this spot that you never saw before
Close your eyes, and uh
Count to five, and uh
Meet me on the corner of Dream Street and Freedom Drive
This be the venue where anything goes
We staying overnight my nig, did you bring any clothes?
Let's roll

[Chorus]
This cappuccino's
Too cold for me
So grab your stirrers
And roll with me
Let's go to Cafe Surreal
Lemme get some creamer in here
Lemme get some stirrers, some syrup
Lemme get my dreamers in here
Relax your mind
Let your conscience free
If you don't wanna come
That's more coffee for me
Let's go to Cafe Surreal
Lemme get some creamer in here
Lemme get some stirrers, some syrup
{*beatboxing*}

[Verse 2]
This is a dream, right?
That's what you thinkin', right?
Stop all that thinkin'
You thinkin' too much for me tonight
Just let your mind roam free, grab a seat by the front
I'll go grab us some coffee, how many creamers do you want?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Surrealism got you feeling imprisoned? Don't let it
Just chill and listen to the intricate sounds
Of Mr. Renowned, I'm renowned around the globe
And I'm inviting you to pack your favorite gown or robe
Or whatever you're sleeping in, just keep it thin, pack light
Don't act like you don't remember what happened last night
You're now tuned to my nocturnal fantasy
Never mind that melting clock, disregard that dancing tree
Can it be? Danny l-l-losing his marbles?
Imagination, I've got a jarful
Carpool if you need a ride, your unconscious is your guide
You can hang your coat by the door, but leave your cares outside
Where's all my fellow free-spirited, open-minded free thinkers?
Free drinks're on me; go grab a latte
But not a lot, hey
'Cause I may need some
Open mic for dreamers, won't you please come?

[Chorus] - 3X
(Two for tea)
Two for tea, you and me I hope you like (mayhem)
We flyin'?
(Flying) Loosen up, don't sip your cappuccino (silently)

[Verse 4]
I had it with rap
So I got on the transit
Disappeared like a bandit
Reworked my style
Nowadays I like to hang at Cafe Surreal
Loosen up, don't sip your cappuccino (silently)
Niggas is afraid to be themselves these days
Originality's the key
But I'm the only one that's got it on his keychain
D. Swain for mayor, stick T-Pain for paper
Loosen up, don't sip your cappuccino (silently)
I may be overlooked
But I'm never overworked
My fans go berserk when we in Cafe Surreal
Infatuated with tea, imagination is key
Loosen up, don't sip ya cappuccino (silently)
But this place ain't for slow-mos
So get in where you fit in, grab a cup of cocoa
Yo, you know I'm still a pro with the prose though
Loosen up, don't sip your cappuccino (silently)
Y'all can't tell whether I'm peddlin' coffee or
Peddlin' creative energy and free-mindedness
Rewind this disc 'cause by the time you catch on
I'll be on another birthday, my 95th
And everytime I sip on a chai tea
And it ain't hot to me
I'll heat it up and switch it up and change my route
Cafe Surreal remix, D. Swain, I'm out

[Verse 1]
Can't get no rest from this mess
I don't know how I put up with it
It sucks to get lied to, that's why
I don't trust a muh'fucka
Shit, I'll cut a muh'fucka off
Tryin' to run some game on me, see
This one cat tried to ask for my CD
To get it reviewed
I said "true, what more you need from me?"
He said "your beats homie, throw me a freebie"
So I said "fuck it"
Passed him heat
Weeks passed, nothing published

[Danny!]
And I felt like a shithead
'Cause I told everybody to check out
The magazine review and shit
It's cool, I'ma leave it alone though

[Verse 2]
Well I, after hatin' I forgave him
It was hard
Then I got a call from a major label A&R
He said to send a demo
But my dreams flew out the window
When I peeped a Trap Squad mixtape with my instrumentals
Damn, I'm sick of niggas shittin' me
I'm fixin' to be the cynicalest nigga alive
I picked up the phone, gathered all my loose pennies
Hired lawyers for the case, I have a lawsuit pending

[Danny!]
I'm kinda glad I paid that $45
To copyright my shit too
Word up
I'm sick and tired y'all
Fuckin' with these liars y'all

[Chorus]
Games people play
Why, why, why you're just not matchin'
What they should do
Me me me me too
Been down too long
Right, wrong, I just can't stop it
Spendin' all day
Thinkin' just of you

[Verse 3]
1,245 hits a day
On my website, e'rynight
Damn I love the e-mails
Damn I love the females that hit me up
Some are weird
And some are ex-girlfriends I ain't heard from in years, yeah
This chick was like "I bought your album, Danny
I love your puns and metaphors
You're headed for the Grammys!
Boy, you the best
Umm, P.S.
Can I get $2,000 from your royalty check?"
Fuckouttahere

[Danny!]
You know where you can go
You and your kids
It's kinda hopeless man, I'ma call it a day
They pull the wool quick
Miss me with that bullshit, uh

[Chorus]