[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J--rO7FP16U&feature=relmfu"]Danny Brown - 30 - YouTube[/ame]
This is the appeal. You have a guy spitting some heartfelt rhymes, with a unique flow, unique voice switches, and creating an insanely dark atmosphere. He throws some pretty cool jokes in there to lighten the mood as well.
Excuse me while I get my rhymeking on
Sent ya bytch a
dikk pic and now she need
glasses
Turn your bytch
Slick Rick right now if I
flashed it
Ate a couple pills took the bud out the
plastic
Flicking
bogey ashes bytch I stay
blasted
Microphone Cassius, magic with the sick shyt
'posed to been dead but bytch I’m still up in this bytch
Verbal herbal poison, words I
contortion
fukked a pregnant bytch, save money on her
abortion
I feel like Billy
Corgan in a church playing
organ
Covering Too Short, smoking a Newport
Hurt hope the drugs will help the pain to go away
But all these thoughts up in my head made the sane go astray
Step inside a mind that revolves around the rhyme
And every time he close his eyes see visions of white lines
Dying in the arms of a blond blue eyed 20 something
Don’t know her name but the paramedics chest pumping
30 something black male OD'ed off of pills
That he wasn’t prescribed but they took his life
Let behind a daughter that doesn’t really even know him
Cause her momma thought he wouldn’t make a living off them poems
But it was a long journey on a rocky road
Had a hoody and a jacket on the bus in snow
Walking in the cold on the way to the studio
Smoking on a loosey that was just a couple years ago
Dropped a couple free mixtapes on the net
And nikkas tried to front like it wasn’t all that
But guess what bytch I’m coming back
Guess what bytch I’m coming back
Signed to Fool's Gold and everything’s all gnarly
bytches want my number just to get up in party
Came along way from extension cords in the window
Borrowing neighbors power just to plug up the Nintendo
Where the ovens never closed and stoves never off
Every winter so cold nikkas sleeping wearing scarves
But I would always tell myself that it's gone get better
You know who you is, you the greatest rapper ever
So now the pressures on 'em to prove that voice right
Some people never know they goals he know his whole life
So now his turn up fixing up to bat
Pitching singles to the label when I use to pitch crack
Never learned to rap I just always knew how
So ever since 8 I knew what I would now
When I turned 28 they like what you gone do now
And now a nikka 30 I don’t think you heard me
So the last ten years I been so fukking stressed
Tears in my eyes let me get this off my chest
The thought of no success it got me chasing death
Doing all these drugs in hopes of OD’ing next, Triple X
He doesn't have bars? There are little to no wasted lines on this song, while telling a complete story and still keeping the multis up. If you don't feel this song on some type of level man, what can I say?
When was the last time you heard the pain in someone's voice like that? Go back and look at his old videos and you can see how real this dude is.
to me.
