I know you love how I do it to y`all
Dude, I was small and knew that I was suited to brawl
Get a competitor, forever they brutally fall
Gotcha listenin` like a radio station`s new cue to call
Who knew when I started the type of rapper that Dan would be?
Zeppelin-type lyrics make you scream `oh the humanity!`
To battle me`s the definition of the word `insanity`
Chances are screwed like faces of niggaz who be mad at me
(Oooh!) check my magic, elaborate display
Been rappin` since the day before back in the day
Damn impressive so manic depressives are happy to say
`Dan-e-o is comin`!` like someone always wackin` away
(Oh yeah!) introducing the industry`s rap renegade
Flavorful like 84 gallons for fresh lemonade
Those who wanna scrap, but claimin` they never been afraid
Greg Focker meeting your parents would have a better day
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`Til I die I`mma keep strong (Tell `em whatcha got!)
Lyrics make me a king (now tell these niggaz thatcha baahd!)
Trust me yo, I`m a baahd man!
Bwoy, yuh no ever wanna try no ting! (x2)
(Take these niggaz to the top!)
I always hit homers when up to bat
Don`t believe that? Go ahead nigga and check the stats
Oddly enough, I ain`t even playin` with all you cats
Y`all washed up and I run rap`s new Laundromat
With sicker flows than what you find inside of a catheter
Ends of battles I`m in are best described as a massacre
The caliber of my lyrics got you stuck like a fastener
In the fact that I can mop the floor with you like a janitor
(Damn!) I knock the wind out of you like Rocky
I`m cocky, but honestly, whatchu gon` do to stop me?
My sixth sense see dead people: rappers who taunt D
Rhyme sweeter than faces of Beyonce and Ashanti
(Mmmph!) explicitly wicked until infinity
Been my favourite rapper from `87 up to this day
Ain`t no slowin` down, I`m in this deeper than sympathies
Splittin` niggaz like seconds leavin` `em dead like giveaways
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I`m constantly takin` it to ya grill
Got so much skill, cancer is jealous that I`m this ill
My music, from years of work, allowing talent to build
Is classic like T-dot dudes saying `guy`, `bredren` and `still`
If niggaz wanna trip, then I`m about to delay your bus
Flows shock you like you when your hearin` three-year-olds say a cuss
Quicker than whites getting toothpaste for over eight of us
Cuz we known to be Very Bad like Things that Christian Slater does
(Ohhh!) maybe I don`t need a silly deal
I`m funky like your breath when garlic is in your meal
Minimal record sales is my only Achilles` Heal
Major labels eat a dick to know how I just really feel
(Uh huh) it`s your loss doubting I`m great like outdoors
Nastier than the thought of seeing your mom without draws
Every rhyme I shoot just simply without a doubt scores
While you could never come with the right hit like southpaws!
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