Close To Famous
Danger Mouse Lyrics
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Between Harry Belafonte and Harry Allen
I'm from a city where it's violent and it's overcrowded
I put it on the map, y'all ain't even know about it
I brought the poet out it, the soul flowin' out
Make it hard to figure how y'all managed to go without it
A mic with a chord, I never do a show without it
When dealin' with force, I lift 'em up and throw 'em out
Big boy arms, I'm holdin' out, clips folding out
Used to be a lil' snot nose, but I'm older now
You can try what you want, I'll show you what I don't allow
Fuck all the runaround, you on a huntin' ground
You spit a hundred bars, I spit a hundred rounds
You run a hundred yards tryna get out of bounds
That's when I tackle y'all and show you how the thunder sounds
Bang ya as we approach the danger
With beats that awoke the anger
And I ain't know the music was supposed to change us
But when I start spittin', the shit is so contagious
It smokes the pages
I literally spoke to sages
They said it's no hope to save us
'Cause we the bad guys, you supposed to blame us
But nowadays, everybody close to famous
But stop modelin' and wild styling's in the wind like an allergen
Y'all motherfuckers could forget about challengin'
I blind rappers like a magnified halogen
You tryna tussle with the truth, how about it then?
I am lightyears beyond, not behind the line
I'm what separates dawn from truly divine
Get me a Crystal Head vodka with a twist of lime
Then watch rappers get smoked like a nick of thyme
I will bring it to your doorstep, pick a time
I will put you in a body bag, kick a rhyme
Niggas sick, but they not near as sick as I am
Rappers is slick, but they not near slick as I am
I don't give a flyin', stop signifyin'
Stop speakin' into the mic and die dignified
I'm that insecticide, pesticide, genocide
You in the morgue, absolutely identified
In the lyrics to Danger Mouse's song "Close to Famous," the artist showcases his legendary bravado and confidence in his unique style and abilities. He references iconic figures like Harry Belafonte and Harry Allen, positioning himself as a standout in the music industry. Despite coming from a city known for its violence and overcrowding, the artist takes pride in putting his city on the map through his talent and creativity. He describes how his poetic and soulful flow sets him apart, emphasizing the impact of his music that others may have overlooked.
The artist highlights his dedication to his craft, never performing without a microphone in hand. He asserts his strength and resilience, ready to face any challenge that comes his way. Through his lyrics, he exudes a sense of authority and power, showcasing his prowess as a seasoned musician who has grown and matured over time. He warns against underestimating him, asserting his dominance in the music scene with his formidable presence and lyrical prowess.
As the verse progresses, the artist delves into the transformative nature of music, expressing how his words have the power to incite change and evoke emotion in listeners. He speaks of channeling his inner anger and using it to drive his artistry forward, expressing a sense of urgency and determination in his message. Despite acknowledging the struggles and criticisms he faces as a musician, he remains steadfast in his identity and purpose, unapologetically claiming his place in the industry.
The artist concludes the verse with a bold declaration of his superiority, likening himself to a force of nature that cannot be reckoned with. He uses vivid imagery to assert his impact on the rap game, likening his competitors to insects in comparison to his unparalleled skill and artistry. With a final warning to those who dare to challenge him, the artist solidifies his presence as a dominant and unapologetic force in the music world, leaving a lasting impression with his sharp wit and undeniable talent.
Line by Line Meaning
Ayo, don't even worry 'bout it, my legendary stylin'
Hey, there's no need to fret, my unique style is legendary
Between Harry Belafonte and Harry Allen
I'm in a league that combines the best qualities of Harry Belafonte and Harry Allen
I'm from a city where it's violent and it's overcrowded
I come from a place with high levels of violence and overpopulation
I put it on the map, y'all ain't even know about it
I brought attention to my city that was previously unknown
I brought the poet out it, the soul flowin' out
I revealed the poetic and soulful side of myself
Make it hard to figure how y'all managed to go without it
It's puzzling how you managed to live without experiencing my artistry
A mic with a chord, I never do a show without it
I always have a microphone with me when performing
When dealin' with force, I lift 'em up and throw 'em out
I handle situations aggressively by lifting and removing obstacles
I know the way to go the route, show you what a soldier 'bout
I understand the path to success and will demonstrate my resilience
Big boy arms, I'm holdin' out, clips folding out
I have strength and ammunition ready for any challenge
Used to be a lil' snot nose, but I'm older now
I've matured from a young, naive individual
You can try what you want, I'll show you what I don't allow
Feel free to attempt, but I won't tolerate certain behaviors
Fuck all the runaround, you on a huntin' ground
Enough with the evasiveness, you're in a vulnerable position
You spit a hundred bars, I spit a hundred rounds
You may have words, but I have actions to match
You run a hundred yards tryna get out of bounds
You try to escape past limits, but I'll catch you
That's when I tackle y'all and show you how the thunder sounds
I'll bring a powerful impact and make my presence known
Bang ya as we approach the danger
I'll hit you as we face impending risk
With beats that awoke the anger
My music stirs emotions and ignites passion
And I ain't know the music was supposed to change us
I didn't realize the transformative impact music could have
But when I start spittin', the shit is so contagious
My rhymes are infectious and captivating
It smokes the pages
My lyrics ignite the words on the page
I literally spoke to sages
I had profound conversations with wise individuals
They said it's no hope to save us
Their guidance suggested there's little hope for redemption
'Cause we the bad guys, you supposed to blame us
We're perceived as villains, so blame naturally falls on us
But nowadays, everybody close to famous
In the current era, nearly everyone is near celebrity status
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Brian Burton, Tarik Trotter
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@yassintriggerdellarobia
Ayo, don't even worry 'bout it, my legendary stylin'
Between Harry Belafonte and Harry Allen
I'm from a city where it's violent and it's overcrowded
I put it on the map, y'all ain't even know about it
I brought the poet out it, the soul flowin' out
Make it hard to figure how y'all managed to go without it
A mic with a chord, I never do a show without it
When dealin' with force, I lift 'em up and throw 'em out
I know the way to go the route, show you what a soldier 'bout
Big boy arms, I'm holdin' out, clips folding out
Used to be a lil' snot nose, but I'm older now
You can try what you want, I'll show you what I don't allow
Fuck all the runaround, you on a huntin' ground
You spit a hundred bars, I spit a hundred rounds
You run a hundred yards tryna get out of bounds
That's when I tackle y'all and show you how the thunder sounds
Bang ya as we approach the danger
With beats that awoke the anger
And I ain't know the music was supposed to change us
But when I start spittin', the shit is so contagious
It smokes the pages
I literally spoke to sages
They said it's no hope to save us
'Cause we the bad guys, you supposed to blame us
But nowadays, everybody close to famous
But stop modelin' and wild styling's in the wind like an allergen
Y'all motherfuckers could forget about challengin'
I blind rappers like a magnified halogen
You tryna tussle with the truth, how about it then?
I am lightyears beyond, not behind the line
I'm what separates dawn from truly divine
Get me a Crystal Head vodka with a twist of lime
Then watch rappers get smoked like a nick of thyme
I will bring it to your doorstep, pick a time
I will put you in a body bag, kick a rhyme
Niggas sick, but they not near as sick as I am
Rappers is slick, but they not near slick as I am
I don't give a flyin', stop signifyin'
Stop speakin' into the mic and die dignified
I'm that insecticide, pesticide, genocide
You in the morgue, absolutely identified
@LB38X
Love this new trend of artist and producer getting equal credit and doing joint albums more often 🙌🏾 👌🏾
@MoonRabbit_888
New ? Primo and Timbaland smiling
@michaelelliott2194
The one producer, one emcee arrangement was the norm for most rap albums in the 80s and 90s before Nas made Illmatic and changed the game with the "roster of producers for one album" thing.
@demian8439
Nowadays 9th Wonder get equal billing on everything he does. I agree. This is how it’s supposed to be.
@LB38X
@@demian8439 Harry fraud and alchemist doing they thing too 💯👌🏾🔥🙌🏾
@StuTheDon17
Hahaha this is a throwback to the 80s and 90s.
One producer and one MC is not a new trend.
@royaloakdetroitmi
I’m 53, this cat Black Thought is awesome! I like his beard is gray like mine. Peace
@JrocTheReal
Black Thought is 52
@rileybrown1605
1:34 the way black thought alters pronunciations of words to construct the rhyme scheme here is so cool to me
@pascalbertaud927
Different levels to this game...on display here. Very special.