Danny Brown - Charlie Sloth Freestyle lyrics

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(Verse)

Friends be a halo at %^&*()

Recite God like like the rhymes written by angels

Born with the blood of an inbred slave

Coff %^&*() master wiffie ain't got hung that day

That's why I fuck these white bitches like it's payback

You old bitches playin' games like St. Pat playjack

Weapon up the vaner right, brought an extra %^&*() of white

The way my %^&*() cluckin' you, you'd think we're at a horse track

Cuts the romans and we a long way from pele pele

Stackin' in the tele with that next tail sally

Banging art Kelly to in that Art Knelly

Know what I %^&*() for a show, the first lick was R.Knelly

Now tell me I ain't the crown of the nouns

At least for me a verbs make these peasants bow down

The presence of a legend every time I come around

Why in my face they smile, when I turn my back they frown

Stuck!

(Hahahaha)

(Verse 2)

Check! Hypnotized like stammer straight into a serpent's eyes

Want it all in the bag just like them fries at Five Guys

My eye's eyes is prank size, brain of the Mai Tai

Mari Wadi karate chop, slum wayne is sideways

Make a coupe, smokin' young every other Friday

Wrong way drivin' on the wrong way of a highway

Fuck not in public, comin' down off the benji

Neva had class, just after school detention

Did I mention? I still be teachin' these rap %^&*()

Doin' they Danny Brown addition, but that shit ain't clickin'

Trippin' when I'm hittin' this back wheel

I'm hit! Jigglin' when I listen to that %^&*() baby kit

The way these bitches rappers a shame

If they wasn't so lame, I be sayin' they name

Get yo own shit, tryna merge in my lane

Crash into another car, avoidin' a crashin' plane

(Hahahahaha)

(Verse 3)

Check! Stressed out, fuckin' bout to lose my mind

The whole damn town got me thinkin' bout crime

Cuz my mind fucked up and I'm fucked up

So I get fucked up goin' whylin' each town

%^&*() bitches don't waste my time

%^&*() don't waste my time!

Take this neck and a lick get a dolla

Come back and see me, I be here all the time

Smokin' on gas that's tox'

Say yep, flew in from the trap

Pawpaw tryna jab profit

Need that money cuz I need them boxes

Mind on the grain like I intercept it(?)

Then I talk white by the pelvis

Squeeze knot nose front the toilet like Elvis

Tired thinkin' bout a shit that I selled it(?)

Kinda need my money, cuz that black colored miles ain't runnin'

Gotta get them tens, twenties fifties and hunids

Have the black doin' time, doin' dumb shit

So I just gotta get this sting, gets marked

Gotta get this money for my daughter

Dawg, this ain't the way that I rhyme

And they cut it and fuck out yo life befo' you even get started

Stuck!

(Verse 4)

Check! Stut! Booze!

I come from a dark past, well, that's why bitches got a bright future

These %^&*() ain't freaky cuz my diamonds go in kamasutra

Back to make-up I remove, smokin' on %^&*()

Used to hustle and shine with shoes till I died and got my own shower shoes

Madisons got me on Igor, smell just like the seashore

Shots on my %^&*() stubborn - be more

I made 200 racks off a detour

On the interstate with them %^&*() traffic

Stop my bottle on a thot

But that spark still droppin' and bounce

So much money, I might need accountant

Had that 40 in my peylee belly

Rappin' in that roar intel-E

I was %^&*() outta town %^&*() smackin' up tryna cop a Chevy

So you ain't talk about money then you ain't talk about nothin'

Take the %^&*() out bout my face becuz my %^&*() so embarrassed

Stuck!