Danny Brown - Die Like a Rockstar lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Danny Brown - Die Like a Rockstar lyrics]
Brown bless the mic like gesundheit
Bud 'bout the size of a bonsai
Kick it like Muay Thai
Flow like sci-fi in high def
I'm righteous and still bust a nut
Up on a bitch chest
The verbal folklore been explored
And employed by none other than
Them fools with the gold
And them bankrolls explode
And your bitch in my target
When I shoot my load
Bullseye, my eyes tie-dyed
Fried off the same shit
That rockstars died from
Smoke somethin' with your man, bitch
Like Wyclef, used to sell the cannabis
Manuscript, sick shit, prescription addiction
Sniffin' Adderall off the counter
In my kitchen trippin' off the shit that
Had Brian Wilson flipping
Experiment so much, it's a miracle I'm livin'
And I'ma die like a rockstar
Die like a rockstar i'ma die like a rockstar
Die like a rockstar i'ma die like a rockstar
Die like a rockstar i'ma die like a rockstar
Bitch, I wanna party like Chris Farley
Shot of Hennessy, spike that with some molly
Tell mommy I'm sorry, God bless my soul
But life was so sublime
Goin' out like Brad Nowell
I got that Kurt Cobain type of mindframe
Feelin' like Keith Moon
Shrooms in my dressing room
Basquiat freestyle feeling like Jimi Hendrix
In Anna-Nicole mouth river Phoenix, '93, VIP
With some drugged-up porn hoes all around me
Like Teri Diver, Linda Wong
All in hell havin' orgies where
The horns growing long
'Cause, bitch, I'm Frankie Lymon
Heath Ledger hyped up in a jacuzzi
Doing that John Belushi
With Brittany Murphy, we blowin' hershey
I'ma die like a rockstar
Bud 'bout the size of a bonsai
Kick it like Muay Thai
Flow like sci-fi in high def
I'm righteous and still bust a nut
Up on a bitch chest
The verbal folklore been explored
And employed by none other than
Them fools with the gold
And them bankrolls explode
And your bitch in my target
When I shoot my load
Bullseye, my eyes tie-dyed
Fried off the same shit
That rockstars died from
Smoke somethin' with your man, bitch
Like Wyclef, used to sell the cannabis
Manuscript, sick shit, prescription addiction
Sniffin' Adderall off the counter
In my kitchen trippin' off the shit that
Had Brian Wilson flipping
Experiment so much, it's a miracle I'm livin'
And I'ma die like a rockstar
Die like a rockstar i'ma die like a rockstar
Die like a rockstar i'ma die like a rockstar
Die like a rockstar i'ma die like a rockstar
Bitch, I wanna party like Chris Farley
Shot of Hennessy, spike that with some molly
Tell mommy I'm sorry, God bless my soul
But life was so sublime
Goin' out like Brad Nowell
I got that Kurt Cobain type of mindframe
Feelin' like Keith Moon
Shrooms in my dressing room
Basquiat freestyle feeling like Jimi Hendrix
In Anna-Nicole mouth river Phoenix, '93, VIP
With some drugged-up porn hoes all around me
Like Teri Diver, Linda Wong
All in hell havin' orgies where
The horns growing long
'Cause, bitch, I'm Frankie Lymon
Heath Ledger hyped up in a jacuzzi
Doing that John Belushi
With Brittany Murphy, we blowin' hershey
I'ma die like a rockstar