Danny Brown - Track 3 (Shyne Instrumental) lyrics

[Verse 1: Danny Brown] Detroit desperado... Rap Donald Goines in a red El Dorado My lifestyle's fortune 500 When n***as just a crumb inside the world, where the bread run it I'm 16 from the slums... Street light reflect off the barrel of a gun We expect d**h, lucky to reach puberty Learned in the streets, public school wasn't teaching me Graduate with honors as a c**aine scholar [Hook] Eat food... eat food Eat food... eat food [Verse 2] I sell nouns like pounds, verbs like birds Clowns ain't heard, words I serve Spit like nick's, rhyme like dimes Roll a dollar bill up snort these lines Fresh off the curb on the quest for the bacons Flipping occupation on the final destination Daily operation currency chasing... Got no patience (but what can I do?) Daily operation currency chasing... Got not patience for the pennies I ain't waiting Pockets gettin' fatter, cause the purpose you progress Without a harness on climb the ladder of success Gan' in the chest, brew in the belly Liquor in the kidney counting money in the tele [Hook]