Baseline
Danny Brown Lyrics


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[Verse 1]
Ho, the only thing you gotta know
My dick touch the ground when I'm sittin' on the floor
You think I'm gon' fall off?
I got advice for ya holmes
Fall asleep in your car
In your garage with the engine on
I'm playing ping pong with your bitch jaw
You the type to have a sing-a-long in Superman drawls
I got the redhead ho
I call her Molly Ringwald
She like to take a lot of Molly
And bring Adderall
Sipping white wine 'til the sunset
Before it got dark she already got naked
Necked her for a second
Then she got reckless
Rump shaker, wrecks and FX'd it
Bum stickity bum stickity bum Das EFX Shit
Left her bum sticky
Fell asleep on the terrace
Me on the beat, that's a hate crime
With black ink, I murder white lines
Baseline

[Verse 2]
What's with all the ho shit?
Your flow's atrocious
The amount of weed I smoke is copious
Eyes red like Soviet
Dog, you're on some bogus shit
These novice poets are not my associates
Ferocious; but the flows inappropriate
But if you approach this they might call encroachment
I'm so bent, oh shit
Got your bitch soakin'
I ain't Clarence Carter
But bitch I be Strokin'
Ho, are you outta your mind?
I tell a bitch like this,
"You are not that fine"
I don't give a bitch shit
No, not a dime
But bitch, for you,
I ain't even got time
The sunshine in the thunder storm
Catching clouds smelling like the green giant underarm
I can never cop her holmes
I just give her Sutter Homes
Nut all on her butt




Wipe it up, then I send her home
Baseline

Overall Meaning

The song "Baseline" by Danny Brown is a rap track that is driven by provocative lyrics, bass-heavy beats, and bold metaphors. The lyrics are a blend of humor, explicit sex talk, and social commentary on the state of contemporary hip-hop. The song is divided into two verses, and in the first verse, Brown establishes his authority as a rapper by saying that he can touch the ground with his member. He then proceeds to mock those who doubt him by suggesting they should commit suicide. He also brags about his sexual conquests and his ability to seduce women. Throughout the verse, Brown invokes pop culture references, such as Molly Ringwald and Superman.


In the second verse, Brown continues to flaunt his skills as a rapper by addressing the haters who criticize his style. He dismisses them as "novice poets" and calls out their "ho shit." He also boasts about his drug use and sexual prowess. He quips that he is not Clarence Carter, the famous soul singer, but he is "strokin'." Brown concludes the song by stating that he doesn't pay women for their time, as he is too busy and the sun is shining.


Overall, "Baseline" is a song that both celebrates and subverts contemporary hip-hop tropes. It is a testament to Brown's skills as a performer and his ability to provoke audiences with his lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Ho, the only thing you gotta know
Listen up, here's the important information


My dick touch the ground when I'm sittin' on the floor
My penis is exceptionally large, even when I'm seated on the ground


You think I'm gon' fall off?
Do you think I'll lose my success?


I got advice for ya holmes
I have some words of wisdom for you, friend


Fall asleep in your car
Commit suicide by carbon monoxide poisoning in your garage


In your garage with the engine on
Turn on your car engine and let it run with the garage door closed


I'm playing ping pong with your bitch jaw
I'm having sex with your girlfriend's mouth


You the type to have a sing-a-long in Superman drawls
You're the kind of person to sing along to music while wearing Superman underwear


I got the redhead ho
I have a red-headed prostitute


I call her Molly Ringwald
I've given her a nickname based on the actress Molly Ringwald


She like to take a lot of Molly
She enjoys taking the drug ecstasy (Molly)


And bring Adderall
And brings the prescription drug Adderall with her


Sipping white wine 'til the sunset
Drinking white wine while watching the sunset


Before it got dark she already got naked
Before it got too dark, she took her clothes off


Necked her for a second
We briefly kissed


Then she got reckless
Then she became wild and uninhibited


Rump shaker, wrecks and FX'd it
She twerked and made sexually suggestive movements


Bum stickity bum stickity bum Das EFX Shit
A reference to a song by the rap duo Das EFX


Left her bum sticky
I ejaculated on her butt and did not clean it up


Fell asleep on the terrace
I passed out on the rooftop patio


Me on the beat, that's a hate crime
My talent at rapping is so good, it's illegal


With black ink, I murder white lines
My lyrics are so dark and intense, they obliterate the light-hearted nature of other rap songs


What's with all the ho shit?
Why is everyone talking about prostitutes?


Your flow's atrocious
Your rapping is terrible


The amount of weed I smoke is copious
I smoke a lot of marijuana


Eyes red like Soviet
My eyes are red from smoking weed, similar to the red color of the Soviet flag


Dog, you're on some bogus shit
You're acting foolishly and dishonestly


These novice poets are not my associates
I'm not friends with these inexperienced rappers


Ferocious; but the flows inappropriate
Although I have a fierce rapping style, some of my lyrics are offensive


But if you approach this they might call encroachment
If you try to criticize me, it could be seen as an invasion of my space


I'm so bent, oh shit
I'm so high on drugs, it's overwhelming


Got your bitch soakin'
I've made your girlfriend sexually aroused


I ain't Clarence Carter
I'm not the R&B artist Clarence Carter


But bitch I be Strokin'
But I'm still good at having sex


Ho, are you outta your mind?
Are you crazy?


I tell a bitch like this,
I say to a woman like you


"You are not that fine"
"You're not as attractive as you think"


I don't give a bitch shit
I don't care about anyone


No, not a dime
I'm not giving anyone any money


But bitch, for you,
But for you, specifically,


I ain't even got time
I don't even have the time of day for you


The sunshine in the thunder storm
The positive thing in a negative situation


Catching clouds smelling like the green giant underarm
I'm smoking weed and it smells like an armpit


I can never cop her holmes
I could never afford that girl


I just give her Sutter Homes
I just give her cheap wine


Nut all on her butt
I ejaculated on her butt


Wipe it up, then I send her home
I clean her up, then send her away


Baseline
A repeated refrain to the song




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Comments from YouTube:

Joel Cunningham

he rapped this in the freshman cypher

Mr Savage

Can’t let a solid verse go to trash!

WizKidChuckee

Hey has the flow like him, and almost has the skilled metaphoric lyrics like him too

Vanderharrr

This goes hard 🤔

420SexSlave

Yo Fool’s Gold I need this acapella. Please!

Matt Woolard

Me on a beat - THAT'S A HATE CRIME

s h

Dime time bar made my jaw drop

ninetaledj

Where can I find this beat?

WizKidChuckee

Danny reminds me of Andre 3000

TBTRPPN

XXL Freshman Cypher c;

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