Danny Brown - Get Down lyrics
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Danny Brown - Get Down lyrics]
Detroit state of mind nigga
(Get-get-get down)
Rappers intimidated
Off the shit that I created
Hate it, debate it, you know I concentrate it
Penned like Donald Goines with a
Needle in his veins
Sitting at his typewriter
I'm that type of writer
Three houses left on the 10 house block
That's four abandoned houses and
Three empty lots nightfall look like Iraq
Arabs at the store
Fronting words like they black
Keep the latest Nikes on my feet
Swisher after swisher just so I
Can go to sleep
Wars outside, we stay in and play Live
A walk to the store could be
The end of your life
Niggas be running through the block shooting
Time to stack up so we can move
In on the outskirts of Houston
Niggas here like to rob
Kickin' doors in for nothing
So watch where you go
'cause you might get stuck-in
Caught offguard, niggas see ya
Kick your ass in you running like a cheetah
From a masked assassin
Heard a few chicks scream, arm extends
Squeeze again
We don't fuck with heaters that jam
For you this is the end when I pop it
And that bullet exit's the chamber
Surely ya'll confound me
Conjecting your life's in danger
So in a hospital lobby
Your family'll never be able to see
As high as you see so what you saying?
See the game ain't the same
Got younger niggas holding these triggers
Bringing fame to their name
His crew should fuck it
Neat rims for the summer bun some corn or
Ray bans they run up on a
25's again tins of AriZona
Bundles of rock, only job on the block
Snitches on the block
So don't serve 'til the
Motherfucking daylight stop
Because these base heads
All they care about is a rock
And the nark will give them some
Just so they can go cop
I really need a vacation, so vacant
Mind vacate a serious irritation
Compare my CDs to the face of the depths
Breathing starts fuming
He's noticing his breath
Laid back, reminisce the time
Nothing happen here
It's a Detroit state of mind
Detroit state of mind, Detroit state of mind
Been having dreams that I'm famous
On tours, fucking whores
Cash every day, eating good, staying full
Away from the block
Never ever thinking of selling rocks
Winning awards and getting props
Then I wake up
Thinking if I'm ever gon' take up
Stack enough loot, get my mum out the hood
I ain't walking round thinking
Shit is all good
Give me the right amount and
I might sign with Shook
Thinking of bank rolls, gain, and chill spots
A little more stress and
I just might pill-pop
And the DJs play Rese'vor, but we ain't paid
Dumb bitches get saved by
Niggas that's over-aged
(Get-get-get down)
Rappers intimidated
Off the shit that I created
Hate it, debate it, you know I concentrate it
Penned like Donald Goines with a
Needle in his veins
Sitting at his typewriter
I'm that type of writer
Three houses left on the 10 house block
That's four abandoned houses and
Three empty lots nightfall look like Iraq
Arabs at the store
Fronting words like they black
Keep the latest Nikes on my feet
Swisher after swisher just so I
Can go to sleep
Wars outside, we stay in and play Live
A walk to the store could be
The end of your life
Niggas be running through the block shooting
Time to stack up so we can move
In on the outskirts of Houston
Niggas here like to rob
Kickin' doors in for nothing
So watch where you go
'cause you might get stuck-in
Caught offguard, niggas see ya
Kick your ass in you running like a cheetah
From a masked assassin
Heard a few chicks scream, arm extends
Squeeze again
We don't fuck with heaters that jam
For you this is the end when I pop it
And that bullet exit's the chamber
Surely ya'll confound me
Conjecting your life's in danger
So in a hospital lobby
Your family'll never be able to see
As high as you see so what you saying?
See the game ain't the same
Got younger niggas holding these triggers
Bringing fame to their name
His crew should fuck it
Neat rims for the summer bun some corn or
Ray bans they run up on a
25's again tins of AriZona
Bundles of rock, only job on the block
Snitches on the block
So don't serve 'til the
Motherfucking daylight stop
Because these base heads
All they care about is a rock
And the nark will give them some
Just so they can go cop
I really need a vacation, so vacant
Mind vacate a serious irritation
Compare my CDs to the face of the depths
Breathing starts fuming
He's noticing his breath
Laid back, reminisce the time
Nothing happen here
It's a Detroit state of mind
Detroit state of mind, Detroit state of mind
Been having dreams that I'm famous
On tours, fucking whores
Cash every day, eating good, staying full
Away from the block
Never ever thinking of selling rocks
Winning awards and getting props
Then I wake up
Thinking if I'm ever gon' take up
Stack enough loot, get my mum out the hood
I ain't walking round thinking
Shit is all good
Give me the right amount and
I might sign with Shook
Thinking of bank rolls, gain, and chill spots
A little more stress and
I just might pill-pop
And the DJs play Rese'vor, but we ain't paid
Dumb bitches get saved by
Niggas that's over-aged