Danny!

Danny! - Long Time Comin lyrics

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[Verse 1]

It’s time to put the fuck shit behind us

Leader of the new school, buttkiss Your Highness

Word of advice: when life has fifty lemons

Keep a cup of ice fresh as a dis from Diggy Simmons

These wack rappers, man they ain’t complex

That’s why their records fall flatter than Kreayshawn’s chest

Got beef you bovines? Get at me

I finally got them coveted co-signs, ya happy?

Thank God for Quest blessin’ him

Havin’ conversations ‘bout him with the R-O-C

CEO, I swear if he see me blow

I’ma put his afro in my will somewhere

These corny rappers faker than Vanessa Williams hair

Now they love D. Swain, I can’t be-weave it myself

And I never had a hand

So I’m hopin’ you understand

If I leave you cats hangin’ when you needin’ MY help, what the fuck

[Chorus]

It appears to be a long (it’s been a long time comin’)

Appears to be a long (yo, I spent a long time runnin’)

Appears to be a long time

Danny Swain? Man he wack as fuck (that’s a lie)

He talk shit but he can’t back it up (that’s a lie)

How long it been, ten years? Twenty years?

Yes a long long long long time

[Verse 2]

It’s like, Storm Troopers meet the born loser

Got the foreign cruiser in cruise control

Never that, like Raven-Symone sex on the first date

She seem like the type of chick to wait

Don’t let ‘em tell you what you can’t do

I made this song so the misfits have somethin’ to dance to

I’m in France, fool…you in Columbus

Got so many fans, I’m pullin’ A-Rod numbers

Back when A-Rod numbers actually meant somethin’

You’re in shop class, fiddlin’ with rubber cement buttons

I’m in first class, dinner is spinach and minced mutton

And dessert’s last, Guinness with cinnamon mixed muffins

Dope beats, dope rhymes man what more do you want?

No sleep since my co-signs, I got the glow

And the shine, but my flow’s been dope this whole time

I’m guessin’ that I got it all…the whole nine, huh?

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

I stuck a bridge in this song, so you can jump off

Y’all niggas still throwin’ stones? All of you chumps lost

(Speak out! You gotta speak out against the madness)

Y’all don’t want me to speak out

I’m liable to hurt feelings

(You gotta speak your mind if you dare)

[Chorus]

Thanks to Derp for correcting these lyrics

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