Dank Neighbourhood - Grandma's Piano
Fuck the pigs like we JewishYoung JD spit this shit before I start to turn bluish
Covid made the people sick, just like my crew is
Compared to what my future hold right now I'm at my poorest
A poet with a grudge and a chip on his shoulder
Like genesis I tempt you with this shit like a cobra
I'm over this shit like I just reached the limit
I say "fuck you" and you know that I meant it
Get fucked
Peter Parker when I shoot but I miss
Just want my Mary Jane just wanna give it a kiss
Get fucked
Call a cab cus I can't see through the mist
The way I kill this shit you'd think I'm slitting a wrist
Get fucked
Taking sips like I'm finna get pissed
A tab on my tongue and you know I'm that bout to get fucked
Get fucked, get fucked
But I got that third eye vision from the shit that I'm smoking
It's getting kinda weird cus I'm seeing these omens
It's a lot, what's going on in my head
A lot of deep shit but I go shallow instead
'Cause I want money, a house in the country
A whole bunch of fans that really wanna fuck me
And some that really love me
Wouldn't that be so nice
Envisioning a crowd when I rap and the sounds when they clap
But I'm sitting in the living room, my dog on my lap
And she my best bro
Make me feel much better when I'm stressing bout the decimals
But fuck a desk though, Fuck a desk though
Cool Cat, don't tell me not to get stoned
Am I smelling cigarette smoke
Dressing fresher than a fresh loaf
Nah but I still kill it from the get go
Night's much longer than the days are
Friends on the couch just chilling
Feels like everybody's living for the weekend
My God, what a beautiful feeling
Night's much longer than the days are
Friends on the couch just chilling
Feels like everybody's living for the weekend
My God, what a beautiful feeling
You in the presence of the chosen one
I'm painting pictures with some blue ink and a silver tongue
I'm gifted
Like a good boy or like I'm Santa's son
We all under the weather but damn it I'm still the illest one
You don't get the reference so you thought I plagiarized
This shit come straight from my mind
Through the Sulci and Gyri
Do not waste my time, 15 minutes till I die
I'm gon' shine this light of mine in your eyes till you blind
You see, I'm a killer I don't fuck with niggas
Like a white sheet with eye holes and trigger fingers
This a closed orgy, you cannot fuck with us
Dank Neighbourhood, turn your crew into a pile of dust
Don't forget my name, it's The-motherfucking-Don
I ain't gotta aim, I hit the target in the dark
And for the record I will a body bag a rapper
Double entendre, you don't get it you just whack bruh
I'm colder than a sneeze, delivery so Uber eats
Nigga please, got this bitch on her knees
She pray to me
Cause I'm a deity, the devil's worst nightmare
So ahead of my time I'm 22 light-years
Further on my journey, I died like four times
You are what you eat, so I guess I got nine lives
I got a dark soul coupled with a bright mind
Thought I was bipolar, Doctor said I'm out of my mind
I guess I'm thinking out the box while I lick it
Asked Jack for a bean, told him Imma flick it
Swerving down her curves while I choke her by the bottle neck
Drunk as shit, drive her crazy but she like the kiss of death
I spit fire on the mic that's cremation
Got a loco motive, I ain't talking train stations
But let me talk in a language that you'll understand
Got Mandela on the line, he's part of my business plan
A dead president the only one that I will stan
Otherwise it's fuck 'em all, middle fingers to the man
I labour, I push harder than a momma with triplets
Feel like Popeye with the pipe and the spinach
I ain't tired motherfucker I'm still strong at the finish
Sole Proprietor way I handle my business
Uh, that's how I handle my business
Night's much longer than the days are
Friends on the couch just chilling
Feels like everybody's living for the weekend
My God, what a beautiful feeling
Night's much longer than the days are
Friends on the couch just chilling
Feels like everybody's living for the weekend
My God, what a beautiful feeling
Written by:
Evan Williams, Joshua du Plessis, Zuko Madodonke
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