Danny Brown - Broadcaster lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Danny Brown - Broadcaster lyrics]
I done moved a lotta stones
But, I ain't an Egyptian
I made work disappear but I ain't a magician
I seen fiends lose weight
Offa crack nutrition
I get them checks on the
First like a monthly subscription
They holla at me every day
Because they need their prescription
I'm like a male cheerleader:
White girls are flippin'
Make Christians lose religions off the
Shit that I'm spittin'
I got families diminishin' offa
What I'm distributin'
Finishin' the gimmicks with the
Shit I'm deliverin' you're about to go fast
Like Thanksgivin' chit-er-lins
Don't end up a memory
Niggas just rememberin' death anniversary
Pourin' out some beer again
True Religion jeans with the
Laced up Timberlands
Bucket seats, bucket hat low like Gilligan
Hit your baby momma
Left her panties on the ceilin' fan
Sent her to voicemail
But she gonna call again
Brown done came up and he won't fall again
Spittin for the hustlers cause the
Words are the empowerment
Smarter than those white boys
In Ivy league colleges
But, I used to move work
To white boys in colleges
Most you rap niggas lyin' like a horoscope
Homie you homo like the
Rocky Picture Horror Show
Seats in the Chevy same color as a kiwi skin
Voice of the hood, you rap niggas is CNN
28 grams on my Grandma's saucer
Heater on the waist, box cutter in the parka
Fiends at the door, Cold D up in lockup
Smokin' on ganja, sippin' java from Starbucks
Chillin' with chicken
Roll gan out dey purses
Browntown served more niggas than churches
Die for your rhymes
Then you wouldn't be worth shit
But to me it's real because I live my verses
No water in the house, underarm must
Puttin' water in the toilet just
To make the fucker flush
I live too real for a movie
Smokin' gan same color as a coochie
Detroit streets city broadcaster nigga
Ha!
But, I ain't an Egyptian
I made work disappear but I ain't a magician
I seen fiends lose weight
Offa crack nutrition
I get them checks on the
First like a monthly subscription
They holla at me every day
Because they need their prescription
I'm like a male cheerleader:
White girls are flippin'
Make Christians lose religions off the
Shit that I'm spittin'
I got families diminishin' offa
What I'm distributin'
Finishin' the gimmicks with the
Shit I'm deliverin' you're about to go fast
Like Thanksgivin' chit-er-lins
Don't end up a memory
Niggas just rememberin' death anniversary
Pourin' out some beer again
True Religion jeans with the
Laced up Timberlands
Bucket seats, bucket hat low like Gilligan
Hit your baby momma
Left her panties on the ceilin' fan
Sent her to voicemail
But she gonna call again
Brown done came up and he won't fall again
Spittin for the hustlers cause the
Words are the empowerment
Smarter than those white boys
In Ivy league colleges
But, I used to move work
To white boys in colleges
Most you rap niggas lyin' like a horoscope
Homie you homo like the
Rocky Picture Horror Show
Seats in the Chevy same color as a kiwi skin
Voice of the hood, you rap niggas is CNN
28 grams on my Grandma's saucer
Heater on the waist, box cutter in the parka
Fiends at the door, Cold D up in lockup
Smokin' on ganja, sippin' java from Starbucks
Chillin' with chicken
Roll gan out dey purses
Browntown served more niggas than churches
Die for your rhymes
Then you wouldn't be worth shit
But to me it's real because I live my verses
No water in the house, underarm must
Puttin' water in the toilet just
To make the fucker flush
I live too real for a movie
Smokin' gan same color as a coochie
Detroit streets city broadcaster nigga
Ha!