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2016-12-23

  Lonely - Danny Brown

  He bien peut-etre l'oiseau

  L'oiseau qui dormait en chacun de nous

  C'est la drogue

  Hipster by heart but I can tell you how the streets feel

  Everybody thirsty and they looking for a refill

  If the gang eat you guns barking at your doggie bag

  Get took out for your take out now you carry out

  Murder by delivery, married at the paramount

  I just coughed up a fair amount

  Of niggas might air it out

  Children so we never educated

  It ain't about racists for a rich segregated

  Just to get the bacon dawg, you gotta go HAM

  Use to be lost til I found who I am

  But it took the hook to eat the palm on my hands

  Locked tryna get real creative with the spam

  Locked in a jam cause a nigga serve butter

  Just to get a little bread had to keep tomato smothered

  All I really wanted was to overdub my vocals

  But no one ever thought that I would take it past local

  High a'top a totem man somebody shoulda' told 'em

  That if money grow on trees being rich is dime a dozen

  So I'm smoking by my lonely,

  By my goddamn self,

  I don't need your help homie

  Cause don't nobody really know me

  Said nobody really know me

  See that's going on a limb

  And I used to sell trees, and I used to rock Timbs

  Radiohead shit, fiends with The Bends

  Back when Granny used to tell me "Stay Out of In"

  Blaming cold air out, tryna know my whereabouts

  Gone for three days and nobody ever heard about

  How I got these Jordans, but that ain't too important

  When I got a bitch pregnant and I'm stacking for abortion

  And all I really wanted was to give myself a portion

  Lit up off the Henney got a nigga self absorbing

  Smoking on a bogie, no bud style, who can I trust now?

  Lady snitch and got the whole block down

  Now we gon' eat now, no rebound, when your boxed out

  Belly of the beast now

  Now you got me feeling trapped and I can't look back

  When the roller head is out and the Pabst is made of ash

  And I'm going through the trash tryna' find a little treasure

  Living for the better tryna get myself together

  So I'm smoking by my lonely,

  By my goddamn self,

  I don't need your help homie

  Cause don't nobody really know me

  Said nobody really know me

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