Danny Brown - Charlie Sloth Freestyle lyrics

(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 f** these white b**hes like it's payback You old b**hes 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 f** not in public, comin' down off the benji Neva had cla**, just after school detention Did I mention? I still be teachin' these rap %^&*() Doin' they Danny Brown addition, but that sh** 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 b**hes rappers a shame If they wasn't so lame, I be sayin' they name Get yo own sh**, tryna merge in my lane Crash into another car, avoidin' a crashin' plane (Hahahahaha) (Verse 3) Check! Stressed out, f**in' bout to lose my mind The whole damn town got me thinkin' bout crime Cuz my mind f**ed up and I'm f**ed up So I get f**ed up goin' whylin' each town %^&*() b**hes 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 sh** 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 sh** 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 f** out yo life befo' you even get started Stuck! (Verse 4) Check! Stut! Booze! I come from a dark past, well, that's why b**hes 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 embarra**ed Stuck!