Hell For It – Danny Brown – letras

Holy spiritWhen I lookI cannot seeReflection in the mirrorBroke bread with the JudasAnd I think I see it clearerThese niggas want what’s mineBut I be damn if I’m a give upStuck up in the hoodPraying rap would get me outMomma ‘bout to lose her houseGotta figure this shit outUse to catch the bus to 12thJust to hustle for some PradaIn the kitchen with my uncleBeat the pot like a piñataBaraka wit the productUse to hide it in my closetType of shitThat have a fiendCrawling on his carpetWalking over carcassesOf artists in my gardenNice with the barsEven the beat begs my pardonGot me mistakenMuslim salami baconAlways on the defenseSo it’s no offense takenI’m smoking on them raisinsFrom the bay they taste amazingCajun kicking flavorAll the timeNot on occasionWould be amazedAll the time I heard I wouldn’t make itI was writing shit that was so damn amazingWhen half these little niggas was still watchingThat’s so ravenI was out there hustlingScraping up and savingJust to catch a 12 hour bus to NYSleeping on the floor in studiosAsking God whyBut never got deterredFrom the voice I heard insideTell myself everydayThe greatest that’s alive[Hook]And I’m a give em hell for itUntil it’s heaven on earthMy niggaI’m a give em hell for itFor whatever it’s worthMy niggaI’m a give em hell for itUnless death come firstMy niggaI’m a give em hell for itFor whatever it’s worthMy niggaI’m a give em hell[Verse 2]Cause we living in thatActavis double cups was addicted to thatHad them demons on my backWas escaping through thatBlamed everybody but myselfApologies for thatSo they hold a nigga backFor the way that I actPeople scared of doing businessThinking I smoke crackI react immatureTo anyone talking smackCause where I’m from respectThe only thing that you haveGrew up virtually poorRealities unmaskedSo my taskIs inspire your future with my pastI lived through that shitSo you don’t have to go through itStepping stones in my lifeHot coalsWalk with meListen when I speakEvery time talk with meCouple screws looseYou don’t wanna startWith meGot it from MotownFeel David Ruffin painWanna cry right nowSo I’m wishing that it rainCause I’m knowing I’m the bestThey compare skills to salesTell myself everydayKnow this shit ain’t realRadio don’t make you illThey get a hit a they feel they selfRespect for lyricismIn this game ain’t none leftHave a bitch like IggyThink she sicker than meAnd that’s so fucked upThat’s just how this shit beI just wanna make musicFuck being a celebrityCause these songs that I writeLeave behind my legacy[Hook]And I’m a give em hell for itUntil it’s heaven on earthMy niggaI’m a give em hell for itFor whatever it’s worthMy niggaI’m a give em hell for itUnless death come firstMy niggaI’m a give em hell for itFor whatever it’s worthMy nigga[Outro]I’m a give em hellI’m a give em hell

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