1999
Danny Brown, Black Noi$e
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Do crime all the time With a nickel, play some and a pocket full of dime Backing up a quarter back in 1999 With the scale low weight but I'm still weighing mine Still weighing mine Still weighing mine Still weighing mine Don't get smacked smacked, we on real nigga time What you doing for this 40 bar? Bitch quit playing like you don't know the protocol Pull up, paint look like bowling ball Doing me, give a f*ck about y'all Put that on everything, swear on my blood Stab you in the back when I give you a hug Every other day I'm awake 'til the sun break Writing that shit got 'em jumping like pump fakes Catch you on your lunch break, eat your food How you wanna tell it like the evening news Can't walk in my shoes, don't flatter yourself These more your hard bottoms can't tie theyself You can feel by yourself, you don't need my help Here's an alligator belt, you can hang yourself Can't contain myself, goon, just gettin' started And it's no time left, and it's no time left Do crime all the time With a nickel, play some and a pocket full of dime Backing up a quarter back in 1999 With the scale low weight but I'm still weighing mine Still weighing mine Still weighing mine Still weighing mine Don't get smacked smacked, we on real nigga time Fast forward everything now I can't play Tongue boys and the man in just one day Shit moving upstate like it can't delay Tryna pull in numbers like measuring tapes Set you straight, take big but I can't wait Ulake CH from Michigan plates You can lose everything in a breeze in the wind Say the sun can't shine 'til the darkness in No shit Sherlock can put a stick in a pot He ain't tell me that it's dinner see you missing the plot Every tick on the clock know to stick to the box So my cup full with water give respect to the bot Know I'ma hit the lotto with my player Demarc Never too late, sun will come up tomorrow Know I'm hit the lotto, won't play it tomorrow Never too late, sun will come up tomorrow Do crime all the time With a nickel, play some and a pocket full of dime Backing up a quarter back in 1999 With the scale low weight but I'm still weighing mine Still weighing mine Still weighing mine Still weighing mine Don't get smacked smacked, we on real nigga time
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