[Verse]
Yo
I took a gamble with my own fate
So I can try to get some national exposure for my home state
I had a strategy and mapped it out
The backwards route: blow up, and take it back to underground
Six years, funned around, at it again
With local rap cats, backpacks, pads and pens
The whole time I'm devisin' a plan
Supply and demand, nine songs a day, dyin' to win
My rep's bigger 'cause I spoon-fed n*****
Dumbed down my lyrics for two albums straight
I said I'd drop another CD, then I'll be straight
Allow me to make these statements, d*** I should be proud to be
Hated on, that means n***** is listenin'
Half these cats dis him, the other half is wit' him
They stand back, admire? I'ma shock them all
Almost, dropped the ball when my plan backfired
I was, supposed to blow so I could stack some loot
Go the mainstream route, then get back to my roots
Buy a house for my mama and an Acura too
But I happened to lose sight of why I started rappin' and
Who's the real Danny
Too surreal, can he
Boost his skill and
Reproduce the thrill, and be a
Shoe-in at the Grammys? I'm doin' this for my family
A lot of you don't, won't, or can't understand me
I'm revealin' my Plan B, the MC is back
But no matter what I spit on a track, it's still Danny
I'm feelin' antsy, I'm about to explode
The pressure's on, and I'm outta control
So now you know
[Outro: *scratched by Danny*]
"We...we...we came a long way" - Nas
"D. Swain" - Danny
"The ill...the ill MC step in" - Redman
"Once again" - De La Soul
"He got skill" - Angelika
"Wild golden child" - Nas
"Can't...can't...can't...can't...you can't touch me" - Danny
[fade out]
Yo
I took a gamble with my own fate
So I can try to get some national exposure for my home state
I had a strategy and mapped it out
The backwards route: blow up, and take it back to underground
Six years, funned around, at it again
With local rap cats, backpacks, pads and pens
The whole time I'm devisin' a plan
Supply and demand, nine songs a day, dyin' to win
My rep's bigger 'cause I spoon-fed n*****
Dumbed down my lyrics for two albums straight
I said I'd drop another CD, then I'll be straight
Allow me to make these statements, d*** I should be proud to be
Hated on, that means n***** is listenin'
Half these cats dis him, the other half is wit' him
They stand back, admire? I'ma shock them all
Almost, dropped the ball when my plan backfired
I was, supposed to blow so I could stack some loot
Go the mainstream route, then get back to my roots
Buy a house for my mama and an Acura too
But I happened to lose sight of why I started rappin' and
Who's the real Danny
Too surreal, can he
Boost his skill and
Reproduce the thrill, and be a
Shoe-in at the Grammys? I'm doin' this for my family
A lot of you don't, won't, or can't understand me
I'm revealin' my Plan B, the MC is back
But no matter what I spit on a track, it's still Danny
I'm feelin' antsy, I'm about to explode
The pressure's on, and I'm outta control
So now you know
[Outro: *scratched by Danny*]
"We...we...we came a long way" - Nas
"D. Swain" - Danny
"The ill...the ill MC step in" - Redman
"Once again" - De La Soul
"He got skill" - Angelika
"Wild golden child" - Nas
"Can't...can't...can't...can't...you can't touch me" - Danny
[fade out]