Danny Brown - Fire in the Booth lyrics

[Verse 1] Frisbee at halo and ? Recite God like like the rhymes written by angels Born with the blood of an n raid slave Caught f**ing master wifey and got hung that day Thats why I f** these white b**hes like its payback You old n***as playing games like pat sajak Whipping up the van away Brought an extra ? back The way my b**hes licking you would think we at a horse track Cos' the romanellis long way from Pelle Pelle's Stacking in the telly with that next tall sally Banging R Kelly, getting that ? Now what I dick for a show, that first lick they hitting belly Now tell me I ain't the crown of the nouns Unleash furious verbs, make these peasants bown down The presence of a legend every time i come round Why in my face they smile when I turn my back they frown [Verse 2] Hypnotised like staring straight into a serpents eyes Want it all in the bags, its like them fries at five guys My eye size is pint sized, blind off the muy thai ? karate chop, slump leaning sideways Chicken coop smokey on every other friday One way driving down the wrong way of a highway Getting f**ed up in public coming down after binging Never had cla** just after school detention Did I mention, I'd still be teaching these n***as Doing their danny brown rendition, but that sh** ain't clicking Tripping when im hitting off this backwood I'm hitting Giggling when I listen to that ? they be kidding ? The way these n***as rapping's a shame If they wasn't so lame I'd be saying they name Get your own sh** n***a trying to merge in my lane Crash into another car avoiding the thrashing plane [Verse 3] Stressed out n***a 'bout to lose my mind The whole damn time I've been thinking about crying Cause' mind f**ed up and I'm f**ed up So I get f**ed up gone ? ? Don't waste my time ? Don't waste my time Take this nick hit a lick get a dollar Come back and see me been here this whole time Smoking on gas thats toxic, say it flew in from the tropic ? just profit Need that money because i need them boxes Mind on the green like the ? Celtics Nine tucked right by the pelvis Fiends nodding off on the toilet like Elvis Have a n***a thinking how the f** do i sell this 'Cause i f**ing need that money, hit that block couple miles and running Gotta get them ten, twenties, fifties and hundreds Have a n***a locked doing time doing dumb sh** So i gotta just think it smarter Gotta get this money for my daughter Dog this ain't the eighty nine ? in that cutla** and that sh** have you locked before you even get started [Verse 4] I come from a dark past but guess what b**h got a bright future These b**hes feeling freaky because my diamonds going Kama Sutra 'Bout to make a power move, smoking on ? Used to hustle in shower shoes until I got like I had my own shower shoes Now these n***as got me on Igor, smell just like the seashore Shots of my ? serving B more I made 200 racks off a Detour On the interstate with them ? traffic Stopped my ? but that spot still ? and bouncing So much money I might need counselling Had that forty in my Pelle Pelle Trapping in that rolling Telly I was ? out of town Stacking up trying to cop a chevy So if you ain't talking about money then you ain't talking about nothing Get the f** out my face because my ? so rambunctious