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Dark Sword Angel Lyrics

Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Dark Sword Angel by Danny Brown




Dark Sword Angel
(Quaranta)
We doin' this even without a record deal
Half the sh*t I say can't be understood by executives
I'm from that crack rock
Pine your grandma wedding ring
So what the f**k they gon' tell me 'bout anything
Strap up, nigga, get yo boots on tight
I'm from back when Snoop called Luke a 'Frisco dyke
Made moves and went left, and you went right
Niggas wanna be hot 'til they souls on ice
Long as I got the rent, you can't tell me sh*t
You ain't got it, put you out like Hannibal Buress
Got it all f**ked up thinking I won't flourish
'Fore my family sitting starved, you be all malnourished

My raps like Tetris, bars keep falling
Gotta know where to place em
Smoke with Dave Chappelle, the nigga think I laced him
Knew it was the pack
He started talking about spaceships
I write like, it's the only thing I'm good at
Took yo b**ch shopping, it was nothin' to that
Nah, I ain't gon' say that, nah, I ain't gon' do that
But the b**ch you with, blew my muffin top blue back
Sit with thoughts like a toad on a stone
Try to put my finger in her like a rotary phone
If I take her for a spin, she would never call home
Put her hand behind her own head like Karl Malone

I'm totally f**king awesome
Step to the side like Iverson crossed Jordan
Gimme my portion or end wit' extortion
Might stab a nigga if you come between my crawfish
Put the squeeze on you like a corset, not in my final form yet
So watch me metamorphis'
Spittin' on porches, rappin' for a mortgage
But a bowl of porridge I put you into orbit
My nigga did a bid, just got home with a rack
Last time he hardly didn't, yeah they know they could jack
But he still packin'
God gave him a hat trick
When his ass get out Lebron suddenly on the Mavericks
I was gon' stop ya, but when I heard this beat I started counting up my car fare
The way I get product' and beats this good this sh*t is not fair
Sorta make you think but this ain't like a high chair
Ya kids gotta eat, just a bought a drill from Sears and some patio seats (Ha!)
Ya kids gotta eat, just a bought a drill from Sears and some patio seats (Hahaaa!)

Ya kids gotta eat (Ya kids gotta eat)
Ya kids gotta eat
And some patio seats




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