[Verse 1]
Show's over? I think not
Your slingshot ain't big enough, I'm cold-shoulderin' you stink snots
Beer budget with a wine glass fetish
Teenyboppers ask me "Danny, where yo' fine a** headed?"
To the studio, I'm due at 10 to 6
And if I show up late my boys'll never let me hear the end of it
But I ain't trippin' cause my penmanship is venomous
You send this s*** to Finland n****, postage'll cost ya
I s***** the mic from rap imposters
Cover they mouth up with my hand, NOW get your money little m***led frat boy
You should've got them skills when you was gettin' that degree
'Cause all them skills you got, you was gettin' that from me
I rock a stocking mask, b**pin' rock, hip-hop and jazz
Disguised at shows, while I commence to do the Heisman on that ho, OH!
No one's freakin' with these beats
You n***** is full of s*** like vegans eating meat
The reason D is at his peak
Every dog has his season to be the leader of the meek (speech!)
So even if it's weak
I got enough leeway to give "Charm" a re-release
A bonus DVD and I'm back! But I'm still here
Livin' off of my royalties for twelve years
House slippers, smelly beard
Walkin' 'round the house with a
Folder full of accolades I've accumulated over the years
And letters from my fans, all of whom I'd owe my career
But 'til I retire, I'm still a villain for hire
Still in the fire, feelin' like a million Mariahs
You still in the buggy? I'm stealin' ya tires, have a Goodyear
Show's over? I think not
Your slingshot ain't big enough, I'm cold-shoulderin' you stink snots
Beer budget with a wine glass fetish
Teenyboppers ask me "Danny, where yo' fine a** headed?"
To the studio, I'm due at 10 to 6
And if I show up late my boys'll never let me hear the end of it
But I ain't trippin' cause my penmanship is venomous
You send this s*** to Finland n****, postage'll cost ya
I s***** the mic from rap imposters
Cover they mouth up with my hand, NOW get your money little m***led frat boy
You should've got them skills when you was gettin' that degree
'Cause all them skills you got, you was gettin' that from me
I rock a stocking mask, b**pin' rock, hip-hop and jazz
Disguised at shows, while I commence to do the Heisman on that ho, OH!
No one's freakin' with these beats
You n***** is full of s*** like vegans eating meat
The reason D is at his peak
Every dog has his season to be the leader of the meek (speech!)
So even if it's weak
I got enough leeway to give "Charm" a re-release
A bonus DVD and I'm back! But I'm still here
Livin' off of my royalties for twelve years
House slippers, smelly beard
Walkin' 'round the house with a
Folder full of accolades I've accumulated over the years
And letters from my fans, all of whom I'd owe my career
But 'til I retire, I'm still a villain for hire
Still in the fire, feelin' like a million Mariahs
You still in the buggy? I'm stealin' ya tires, have a Goodyear