(feat. Jinx)[Verse 1: Danny!]I can turn it on, but the guarantee's what I'm holdin' backI don't care about a Soundscan or a golden plaqueI'm not a throwback rapper, I'm a new jackAnd my crew stacks chips, bitch I thought you knew thatHow could you boo that? When I be rappin' on stageThe audience, they don't be actin' their ageThey'd rather act their shoe sizeWhen my crew tries to put it downIt's like we always gettin' booed, why?Ain't nothin' worse than looking up at a (dead-eyed crowd)And if I +Force+ it on 'em I could make a Jedi proudBut I ain't tryin' to kick what they ain't tryin' to hearBy the same time next yearThey'll be saying that D. Swain's kinda weirdYou niggaz trying to berate meThis shit is driving me (crazy)Quit criticizing my ways, pleaseY'all haters poppin' up like late fees latelySpite me? Bite meYou ain't gotta like me, but give me respect nigga[Chorus]"I can turn it onBut I'm holdin' back the guarantee"I get excited every time that I recite itI can put it down but I can't make you like it"I can turn it onBut I'm holdin' back the guarantee"(Jay-Z: "All I need is the love of my crewThe whole industry can hate me, I'll thug my way through")[Verse 2: Jinx]I can switch up the 16 by rehearsing the verseBut the verse should be hotYou can hate, but you're only adding fuel to the fireI never thought that I would make it this farCould you even see what I saw?+For A Dream+, would you put your +Blood, Sweat and Tears+ in it?Would you see something great to the finish?I live life like it's a couple of hard beats left to meDespite the discrepancies...an old man told meOnce before, 'never forget about your people'I see through those egosLike guidelines on a picture, on the easelI don't try to paint what ain't meI suppose I'm fly but I don't try to sweat the techniqueA humble individual; I do it for the love of itMove back...throw real like a fighterJoe Louis, not a hiderWouldn't call the (??) for nothin'[Chorus][Verse 3 : Danny! and Jinx](Danny!)I made this track to give the people a reason to talkThey criticize me every fart, sniffle, sneeze and a coughThe underground niggaz tell me I ain't deep enoughBut when the ladies peep my stuff they be like, "Danny keep it up!"(Jinx)Though no matter what they say I still put my all in itFor the people that see you great or rather you fall in itGotta get 'em, search for the goals of my dreamsHow I live 'em, never stop a flow in its means, no(Danny!)I rhyme grown, this is more than peach fuzzThe audience be shittin' me like Morgan Reese doesI ain't switchin' up shit for a cheap buzzDope rhymes, dope beats: what more do you want?(Jinx)Better yet, describing the whole swagger is meEnough to snatch points and carry a whole teamI never hold back, but if you don't expectHot shit on a track, then here: have THAT[Chorus 2X]
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(feat. Jinx)[Verse 1: Danny!]I can turn it on, but the guarantee's what I'm holdin' backI don't care about a Soundscan or a golden plaqueI'm not a throwback rapper, I'm a new jackAnd my crew stacks chips, bitch I thought you knew thatHow could you boo that? When I be rappin' on stageThe audience, they don't be actin' their ageThey'd rather act their shoe sizeWhen my crew tries to put it downIt's like we always gettin' booed, why?Ain't nothin' worse than looking up at a (dead-eyed crowd)And if I +Force+ it on 'em I could make a Jedi proudBut I ain't tryin' to kick what they ain't tryin' to hearBy the same time next yearThey'll be saying that D. Swain's kinda weirdYou niggaz trying to berate meThis shit is driving me (crazy)Quit criticizing my ways, pleaseY'all haters poppin' up like late fees latelySpite me? Bite meYou ain't gotta like me, but give me respect nigga[Chorus]"I can turn it onBut I'm holdin' back the guarantee"I get excited every time that I recite itI can put it down but I can't make you like it"I can turn it onBut I'm holdin' back the guarantee"(Jay-Z: "All I need is the love of my crewThe whole industry can hate me, I'll thug my way through")[Verse 2: Jinx]I can switch up the 16 by rehearsing the verseBut the verse should be hotYou can hate, but you're only adding fuel to the fireI never thought that I would make it this farCould you even see what I saw?+For A Dream+, would you put your +Blood, Sweat and Tears+ in it?Would you see something great to the finish?I live life like it's a couple of hard beats left to meDespite the discrepancies...an old man told meOnce before, 'never forget about your people'I see through those egosLike guidelines on a picture, on the easelI don't try to paint what ain't meI suppose I'm fly but I don't try to sweat the techniqueA humble individual; I do it for the love of itMove back...throw real like a fighterJoe Louis, not a hiderWouldn't call the (??) for nothin'[Chorus][Verse 3 : Danny! and Jinx](Danny!)I made this track to give the people a reason to talkThey criticize me every fart, sniffle, sneeze and a coughThe underground niggaz tell me I ain't deep enoughBut when the ladies peep my stuff they be like, "Danny keep it up!"(Jinx)Though no matter what they say I still put my all in itFor the people that see you great or rather you fall in itGotta get 'em, search for the goals of my dreamsHow I live 'em, never stop a flow in its means, no(Danny!)I rhyme grown, this is more than peach fuzzThe audience be shittin' me like Morgan Reese doesI ain't switchin' up shit for a cheap buzzDope rhymes, dope beats: what more do you want?(Jinx)Better yet, describing the whole swagger is meEnough to snatch points and carry a whole teamI never hold back, but if you don't expectHot shit on a track, then here: have THAT[Chorus 2X]
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