I'll be damned
• Written by DamnD
They call me damn Daniel if you're wondering what my name is,
I lost my head but I found it in my anus.
that's why I'm chatting shit about all these wannabe rapping fakers.
stealing lyrics is a crime, these bitches tryna frame us.
I got outta bed for night of the living dead,
and my pencil's full of lead like Abraham Lincoln's head.
what are you looking at me like that for was it something that I said?
was I wrong? would you like me to say something else instead?
ok you're Mr. sensitivity, you're killing me, filling me with all you're damn hate and negativity.
how about some humility,
you just wanna get rid of me, well next time you see a dragon just stop and think of me cause I,
surf clouds and serve clowns, I work rounds.
I spit fire and I got houses to burn down.
what goes around comes around.
you got something to say? ok. just let me know how that works out.
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DamnD
Member since December 2 2018