Danny Boy

Bulldoze ‘‘em all down Danny don’t shit around when a motherfucker in the way of zigzag and his beats bet your ass you’ll get trampled to the ground I Don’t Ever feel the need to settle down we like to move around and make moves forward unless the blunt gets lit backwards then we will be getting thrown sideways as I curb chase reaching for the blunt man You know how much I want not just a sample but the whole lunch plate I got a hot date with some other things tell me how my gdrugs taste when I walk away they always fade I’m never safe my back it aches I need some sleep can’t help my sight I seek it out until it’s beneath my feet Standing high blazed out held down without a doubt I shot the dead end downs until it blew up from the ground now I’m doing greatly better damaged rounds then broken crowns and torn up gowns Enough is the end and I can’t get it like I came from a whole ancient temple until wisdom flowed out upon my gifted written utensils As I speak it out it gets suspenseful but never remembered unless it’s 9 days past November but I got that heat so hot it’s roaring in my chimney until way past next December All the notes and stenciled sketches wrote up in mud from the trenches will leave some stenches but thank got that heat be hittin I think I ain’t going to be…….quittin Bulldoze ‘‘em all down Danny don’t shit around when a motherfucker in the way of zigzags beats bet your ass you’ll get trampled now