Danny Brown - Track 3 (Shyne Instrumental) lyrics

Detroit desperado
Rap Donald Goines in a red El Dorado
My lifestyle's fortune 500
When niggas just a crumb inside the world
Where the bread run it i'm 16 from the slums
Street light reflect off the barrel of a gun
We expect death, lucky to reach puberty
Learned in the streets
Public school wasn't teaching me
Graduate with honors as a cocaine scholar

Eat food eat food eat food eat food

I sell nouns like pounds, verbs like birds
Clowns ain't heard, words I serve
Spit like nick's, rhyme like dimes
Roll a dollar bill up snort these lines
Fresh off the curb on the
Quest for the bacons
Flipping occupation on the final destination
Daily operation currency chasing
Got no patience (but what can I do?)
Daily operation currency chasing
Got not patience for the
Pennies I ain't waiting
Pockets gettin' fatter
Cause the purpose you progress
Without a harness on climb
The ladder of success
Gan' in the chest, brew in the belly
Liquor in the kidney counting
Money in the tele

Eat food eat food eat food eat food