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danny swain - prove myself lyrics

[verse 1]
picture me tryin’ to prove myself
like i’m convinced a shot of vodka would improve my health
or move my wealth to seven-hundred-and-four figures
got more n-ggas tryin’ to hate on my flow than rah digga
bigger b-lls than last year, i’m c-cky as ever
and more fly than a box of czechoslovakian sweaters
when i hop in the jetta
i put my cd on blast
if you don’t like me n-gga f-ck you, kiss my -ss
i ain’t got nothin’ to prove, so you can beat it
n-ggas heated when i breathe on the mic, i’m so conceited
i give a sh-t if you don’t like what i’m rappin’
go back to your rims, your grills, your pills, your ice and your trappin’
y’all ignorant n-ggas, y’all need help
don’t you know my track record? man it speaks for itself
i kept the best beats for myself
my instrumentals out of reach on the shelf
you can’t touch me

[chorus] – 2x
i don’t need to prove myself
i don’t need to prove myself

[verse 2]
how many times must i tell ya?
catering to everyone turns you to a failure
that’s why i don’t get mad when they say that i’m wack
or hate on my tracks, talkin’ all that sh-t in my ear, yeah
get off my d-ck and tell your b-tch to come here
the first cat to drop an album and get rich in one year
got more status in my pinky than patricia romer’
in her whole career
charismatic with a capital k
the smooth kriminal is back to put the wackness to shame
it didn’t have to happen this way
but i got sick of n-ggas rappin’ the same
you need practice mayne
i’m in a cl-ss of my own
the rap game’s george thorogood, i’m +bad to the bone+
i’m glad to be home, quit talkin’ all that trash on the phone
don’t call me with that bullsh-t, you can rap to the tone
holla

[chorus] – 2x

[verse 3]
i give a f-ck who you battled against
underground/mainstream, yo i straddle the fence
when i step up to the mic, all the kids say “wow”
i’ll bet you’re probably gonna want me on your mixtape now
it’s great how a dude tries to do his own thing
tries to spread his own wings then a diss breaks out
first album that i dropped was a cl-ssic
took it to the radio and then they tried to trash it
callin’ me a lame but really i’m the last sick
n-gga with a habit of kickin’ n-ggas -sses quick
and i don’t really give a f-ck about who’s tough
you’d figure that the lyrics that i’m spittin’ would be proof enough
but no; if i ain’t talkin’ ’bout ‘caine-sniffin’
wood grain-grippin’, lane-switchin’, bangin’ the fifth
then i ain’t really sayin’ sh-t or d. swain is a b-tch
but i ain’t changin’ what i spit until d. swain is richer than you
the f-ck i gotta listen to you for?
you n-ggas swear you’re too hardcore, i’m havin’ fun with this sh-t

[chorus] – 2x

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