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Brown Danny Lyrics

Colder than them grits they fed slaves
I'm so cold and heartless, even colder than the food they gave slaves

Me to rap is like water to raves
I was born to rap, it's as essential to me as water is to a rave

AK's with bayonets on deck, rep my set
I'm heavily armed with bayonets on my rifles, ready to represent my gang or group

Sorta like Squidward and his clarinet
Similar to Squidward playing his clarinet, I'm passionate about and skilled at what I do

I'm in ya bitch mouth but she just fantasizing
I'm on her mind, but her actions don't match her thoughts

Staring at my skinnys said it's so tantalizing
My skinny jeans are so attractive to her that she can't stop staring

Dog I'm strategizing, plotting on throne
I'm constantly thinking and strategizing to reach the top of the rap game

The masta of the ace sitting on chrome
As the master of my craft, I'm sitting in a shiny and expensive car

Dark nights tryna sleep stomach on fire
I'm struggling to sleep on empty stomach nights, my hunger is burning like fire

Delusional from hunger so I couldn't get tired
I'm so hungry that it's affecting my mind and ability to sleep

Imagining the equalizer goin from green to red
I'm picturing a switch going from good to bad, success to failure

Words that rhyme together just appear all in my head
Rhyming words come easily to me and often pop into my head

Sorta like Neo with the Matrix code
Like Neo in The Matrix, I feel like I have a special talent or ability

I try to escape it hoping drugs a numb a soul
I'm using drugs to try and escape my problems and numb my pain

Say I'm getting old and times running out
People tell me I'm getting older and time is running short for me to make it in the industry

Repeating instrumentals tryna figure patterns out
I'm constantly listening to instrumentals and trying to figure out their patterns and structure

I never leave the house ain't slept in three days
I've been holed up in my house for three days straight, not getting any sleep

Popping pills, writing, drinking and smoking haze
I'm using drugs to help me stay awake, writing, and cope with my problems

Weaving kicks and snares, tryna dodge these hooks
I'm producing and creating music, trying to avoid falling into predictable patterns

Keepin' it original something that's overlooked
Originality is often not valued as much as it should be in the rap industry

The way a nigga going might go out like Sam Cooke
My lifestyle and choices may lead to my untimely death, similar to Sam Cooke

Or locked up calling home for money on my books
Alternatively, I may end up in prison and relying on loved ones to put money on my prison account

Cause if this shit don't work, nigga I failed at life
If my rap career doesn't work out, I'll feel like I've failed at life

Turning to these drugs, now these drugs turned my life
I started using drugs to cope with my problems, but now they have taken over my life

And it's the downward spiral, got me suicidal
My life is spiraling out of control and it's making me feel like killing myself

But too scared to do it so these pills will be the rifle
I'm too scared to kill myself so I'm relying on drugs to be my escape

Surpassing all my idols, took the wrong turn
I've surpassed my idols in terms of success, but I've ended up on the wrong path

But can't go back now so now let that blunt burn
I can't go back and change my decisions, so I might as well continue smoking and trying to forget

Cause now its my turn if I fuck it all up
It's my turn to succeed or fail, and I may end up failing by making the wrong choices

Took a while to get here now I depend on these drugs
I struggled for a long time to achieve success in rap and now I'm dependent on drugs to cope with it

I took a while to get here now I depend on these drugs
(repeated line) I'm emphasizing the fact that my success has led to my drug addiction

Triple X
The title of the song, which represents the ideas of addiction, danger, and the risk of death