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Dannyskitzo Productions Universal
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00:01Cash on the counter, fans still-
00:03Get cold in the kitchen, beer shit
00:04Cash on the counter, fans still spinning
00:06I'm thumbing through twenties like dishes I'm rinsing
00:09Kitchen's still cold, but the day getting warmer
00:11Trap, cash, grind, turn the tones to a sauna
00:16Excuse me, my turn
00:17Let me clear the stage
00:18I came to light up the room while you fade to beige
00:20They call you sunshine, but I'm the eclipse in the sky
00:22You barely warm a morning, I set cities on fire
00:24Your lines are paper thin, mine carbon
00:26Excuse me, my turn
00:30The cloud city, the cloud city lit like a cir-
00:32The cloud city lit, the cloud city lit like a circuit
00:34Wind in my ears, but the birds still burning
00:36Neon below, dark it is to be roof-top glass, I'mma dive to the heat
00:39Shout out like snares when the kick drum hit
00:40Drop through the ceiling, land in the pit
00:42Crowd freeze up, then the cloud city lit-
00:45Still ticking, kitchen got dim
00:47Hoodie zipped
00:48Still ticking, kitchen got dim
00:50Hoodie zipped up, let the night begin
00:53Step in the lift, numbers glow amber
00:55Cables hum low like a baseline sampler
01:00My turn
01:02My turn
01:03Load the bars, let the
01:04My turn
01:05My turn
01:06Load the bars, let the beat click
01:07Breathe in the smoke, let the heat lift
01:08Words brass tipped, every one kicks
01:09I pull from the clips in my mind
01:10They ricochet quick
01:11Hoodie unzipped, holster open
01:12Skull on my chest, that's a caution token
01:13I rip the clocks fuse, freeze the dial
01:14My turn
01:15My turn
01:20Dinner's six by seven, I'm sick
01:21Grease on my skin
01:22Manager on a power trip
01:23Flipping patties, dreaming of a crowd in a pit
01:24Mic in my fist, not a spatula grip
01:25Paycheck thin like the paper at print
01:27Still scribbling bars on the back of receipts
01:28Hoping my lungs with the smoke I breathe
01:30Dinner's six by seven, I'm sick
01:31Grease on my skin, manager on a power trip
01:32The manager on a power trip
01:33I pull up right hand loose
01:34Walking like the whole downtown's got dudes
01:35Letters in the mispave meant mirror the globe
01:36But I'm counting this paper, not reciting in rows
01:37Midnight still wired, fans type quotes
01:38Boot splash sink with a kick in the nose
01:39I pull up right hand loose
01:40Walkin like the whole downtown's got dudes
01:41Letters in the mispave meant mirror the globe
01:41But I'm counting this paper not reciting in rows
01:43Midnight still wired, fans type quotes
01:44Boot splash sink with a kick in the nose
01:48Midnight, still wired, fans type quotes, boot splash sync with a kick in the nose
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