Gametime

[Verse 1: Danny Brown] Before a blunt I blow a newport like an appetiser Grab a mic' and get vexed, blow your amplifiers Can't find me in the hood without a kush stick That's like Cornel West eating out a white bitch Rap's Robin trying to give to the poor But these (?) Robin Givens Never slipping on these bitches I ain't tripping (?) like a wack transmission I saw the signs like the Ace of Base in it Opened my eyes like I was surprised I rep the D' with a whole lot of pride And do that until the day that I die (?) influenced by the skaters SB's, Levi's, capital E's White girls on me, and im'a take advantage [Hook: Danny Brown x2] Dawg you got another square? Get the fuck up out of here It's game time, it's game time [Verse 2: Danny Brown] It's like that, you know it's like that Number 10 white Jordans with the grey and black When I attack they need more than a ice pack If you come back and fuck around and have an eye patch This rap shit is more than my hobby But iller than a convict who killed for one Blowing blunts with my nigga and we still ain't done Smack any motherfucker who says hustling's fun Trying to chill from going nuts Planning to get piff while listening to Donuts (?) hold up, bitch nigga run it Kick it in your stomach like you've got a baby in it Why you so timid? I'm ready for action Bumping Electric Relaxation what's happening? What's with all the hating? [Hook x2]