Danny Brown - Dark Sword Angel lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
Last November, the outstanding figure of alternative hip-hop, Danny Brown, released his sixth album Quaranta, which became one of his most personal projects. The artist decided to remind the audience of its content by presenting a black-and-white psychedelic visualization for the track "Dark Sword Angel," which was originally meant to be a sequel to the well-known track "Monopoly" from Brown's iconic album XXX.
[Danny Brown - Dark Sword Angel lyrics]
[Intro]
Quaranta!
[Verse 1]
We doin' this even without a record deal
Half the shit I say can't be
Understood by executives
I'm from that crack rock
Pawn your grandma wedding ring
So what the fuck
They gon' tell me 'bout anything
Strap up, nigga, get yo boots on tight
I'm from back when Snoop
Called Luke a 'Frisco dyke
Made moves and went left
And you went right
Niggas wanna be hot 'til they souls on ice
Long as I got the rent, you can't tell me shit
You ain't got it, put you out like Hannibal Buress
Got it all fucked up thinking I won't flourish
'Fore my family sitting starved
You be all malnourished
[Verse 2]
My raps like Tetris
Bars keep fallin'
Gotta know whеre to place 'em
Smokе with Dave Chappelle
The nigga think I laced him
Knew it was the pack
He started talkin' 'bout spaceships
I write like, it's the only thing I'm good at
Took yo' bitch shopping
It was nothin' to that
Nah, I ain't gon' say that, nah
I ain't gon' do that
But the bitch you with
Blew my muffin top blue back
Sit with thoughts like a toad on a stone
Try to put my finger
In her like a rotary phone
If I take her for a spin
She would never call home
Put her hand behind her own head
Like Karl Malone
[Verse 3]
I'm totally fuckin' awesome
Step to the side like Iverson crossed Jordan
Gimme my portion or end wit' extortion
Might stab a nigga
If you come between my crawfish
Put the squeeze on you like a corset
Not in my final form yet
So watch me metamorphis'
Spittin' on porches
Rappin' for a mortgage
For a bowl of porridge
I put you into orbit
My nigga did a bid
Just got home with a rack
Last time he heard me spittin'
He had a Nautica jacket
But he still packin'
God gave him a hat trick
When his ass got out
LeBron suddenly on the Mavericks
I was gon' stop ya, but when I heard
This beat I started countin' up my car fare
The way I get product' and beats
This good this shit is not fair
Sorta make you think but
This ain't like a high chair
Ya kids gotta eat
Just a bought a drill from Sears
And some patio seats (Ha!)
Ya kids gotta eat
Just a bought a drill from Sears
And some patio seats (Haha)
[Outro]
Ya kids gotta eat
(Ya kids gotta eat)
Ya kids gotta eat
And some patio seats
Quaranta!
[Verse 1]
We doin' this even without a record deal
Half the shit I say can't be
Understood by executives
I'm from that crack rock
Pawn your grandma wedding ring
So what the fuck
They gon' tell me 'bout anything
Strap up, nigga, get yo boots on tight
I'm from back when Snoop
Called Luke a 'Frisco dyke
Made moves and went left
And you went right
Niggas wanna be hot 'til they souls on ice
Long as I got the rent, you can't tell me shit
You ain't got it, put you out like Hannibal Buress
Got it all fucked up thinking I won't flourish
'Fore my family sitting starved
You be all malnourished
[Verse 2]
My raps like Tetris
Bars keep fallin'
Gotta know whеre to place 'em
Smokе with Dave Chappelle
The nigga think I laced him
Knew it was the pack
He started talkin' 'bout spaceships
I write like, it's the only thing I'm good at
Took yo' bitch shopping
It was nothin' to that
Nah, I ain't gon' say that, nah
I ain't gon' do that
But the bitch you with
Blew my muffin top blue back
Sit with thoughts like a toad on a stone
Try to put my finger
In her like a rotary phone
If I take her for a spin
She would never call home
Put her hand behind her own head
Like Karl Malone
[Verse 3]
I'm totally fuckin' awesome
Step to the side like Iverson crossed Jordan
Gimme my portion or end wit' extortion
Might stab a nigga
If you come between my crawfish
Put the squeeze on you like a corset
Not in my final form yet
So watch me metamorphis'
Spittin' on porches
Rappin' for a mortgage
For a bowl of porridge
I put you into orbit
My nigga did a bid
Just got home with a rack
Last time he heard me spittin'
He had a Nautica jacket
But he still packin'
God gave him a hat trick
When his ass got out
LeBron suddenly on the Mavericks
I was gon' stop ya, but when I heard
This beat I started countin' up my car fare
The way I get product' and beats
This good this shit is not fair
Sorta make you think but
This ain't like a high chair
Ya kids gotta eat
Just a bought a drill from Sears
And some patio seats (Ha!)
Ya kids gotta eat
Just a bought a drill from Sears
And some patio seats (Haha)
[Outro]
Ya kids gotta eat
(Ya kids gotta eat)
Ya kids gotta eat
And some patio seats
