Drapht, Trials - The Paul the Dan lyrics

Mr fucking paranoid
Man, that's, that's what I heard man
Yeah, I know
You just talk a lot of shit as well Daniel
Gosh, that's a little unfair Paul

Okay, Dan yeah, I know
I know that I can be paranoid
When paralytic I can't avoid
Eric Bana's voice
Telling me to kill them, kill them, kill
Never been a fan of Troy either man
(Yo, what's the deal?)
What? I got some issues wish
You would understand that
Most dangerous male since the
The package of anthrax
(Man, where's your pants at?)
It's pants off Friday!
(Uh, I think it's a Wednesday) Not
Here to fight mate (okay)


Made too many enemies I got
A tendency to offend
Friends with Miriam hidden agendas
Avenging Jimi Hendrix in a scene that's
Needing another temper trap
(and less Spencer Prat)
Practising what I preach
(and you just talk about yourself)
Need a hell of a lot of practise to be me Dan
(okay)
Pauly Poltergeist and the Brothers Grimm
(yeah, you told em on the last album we did)

It's the Paul! Hah! See that shit, bitch?
It's the Dan!
Ah, no fucking way, mate! My album!

It's the Paul, the Dan, the Dan, the Paul
The soul, the Hip-Hop, the rock 'n roll
It's the Paul, the Dan, the Dan, The Paul
Gonna get em, hit 'em with the rhythm
None better than
Paul, none better then Dan, together
We the Brothers Grimm understand
Kicking it with
The Paul, the Dan, the Dan, the Paul
Gotta get them
Hit 'em with the rhythm what? What? What?

(Wait hey Dan you're looking thinner
How'd you lose that weight?)
I started running on the spot
For every useless day
I spent working for the man and
Birthing up a plan
To get loose with van full of Pakistans
Y'all so stupid!
The trendy say "Je Ne Sais Quoi"
I say it's just a another lap and
That we tell a great yarn
No matter where you go managers
All up in your shit
Fuming and yelling but forgetting that you
Made him what they selling
What the fuck? It's a living
At least till I'm dead
You gotta be a fucking crumb to
Get a piece of the bread
(And you say that I'm paranoid)
There's a difference bro
The shop keepers never help me
Turn to witness mode
Women pop black heads to cover em up
Coppers do that too but find it funny as fuck
That's why I stay home
Reading and writing them raps
It's all the necessary stress that
Leave 'em liking the tracks

Its the Dan!
Like that shit Paul? That's a new one I
(It's the Paul) listen I didn't
I didn't really interrupt you that much man
Far out

It's the Paul, the Dan, the Dan, the Paul
The soul, the Hip-Hop, the rock 'n roll
It's the Paul, the Dan, the Dan, The Paul
Gonna get em, hit 'em with the rhythm
None better than
Paul, none better then Dan, together
We the Brothers Grimm understand
Kicking it with
The Paul, the Dan, the Dan, the Paul
Gotta get them
Hit 'em with the rhythm what? What? What?

I'm named after
Paul the Apostle, apocalyptic I lock it and
Load it quicker than cops
Stopping for doughnuts
Owe nothing to no one, rocking the show
Show up rocking the robot not gonna stop
Me 'cause I'm grown up

Nah! I never blossom, part of the tree
The part of my fam that
Believes someone parted the seas
I'm like nah me Drapht
The odd couple Brothers Grimm
I'm like him, we just odd motherfuckers

It's the Paul, the Dan, the Dan, the Paul
The soul, the Hip-Hop, the rock 'n roll
It's the Paul, the Dan, the Dan, The Paul
Gonna get em, hit 'em with the rhythm
None better than
Paul, none better then Dan, together
We the Brothers Grimm understand
Kicking it with
The Paul, the Dan, the Dan, the Paul
Gotta get them
Hit 'em with the rhythm what? What? What?