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danny swain - where is the love lyrics

sh-t, this is love?
man, if this is love right here
i sure wouldn’t wanna see hate
f-ck that

[verse 1]
man, you jealous–ss n-ggas just make me laugh
nah, f-ck that; all of y’all just make me yawn
goin’ on and on about my rap style
but it’s gonna take a little while for this black child to back down
i’m giving you all my b-lls and my -ss to kiss
y’all really got some audacity
half of these n-ggas talk sh-t like an -ss with lips
the other half don’t even know the half, so take a cl-ss b-tch
lesson one: i love it when you diss me
i’ve been gone so long, you must’ve missed me
lesson number two: you gotta find something better to do
go rob a bank, bust a n-gga’s head, sell drugs dude
whatever ignorant n-ggas do, you need to do it
talk about me ’til your face turns blue, i give two sh-ts
oh, just because i sample soul music
i’m a biter? nah muh’f-cka, i ain’t new to this
i wish i knew this many people would’ve been on my d-ck, though
it’s making me sick, they’re talking sl!ck
yo you never thought i’d bust back
why you got a grudge that you ain’t budgin’ from
n-gga where’s the love at?

[chorus]
these cats down south
don’t know what they’re talking about
when they start runnin’ their mouth
it makes me wanna shout
i’m trying to count
a hundred mil’ and be out
no doubt
where’s the love n-gga

[bridge: danny! talking]
yo man, stop the beat ‘quest
‘fore these haters start mumblin’ again
start poppin’ all that sh-t
“oh he’s tryin’ to be the next kanye west”
sit your monkey–ss down
i’ve been doing this sh-t for like, how long now?
these cats are really pushing my b-ttons right now
man, n0body wanna see me get angry
i swear, y’all don’t wanna see me get angry
y’all need to be gone from my sight, man
for real, you need to f-ckin’ fly away from me right now
sh-t, let me rock, man let me do my thing
f-ck outta here

[verse 2]
maaaan, y’all remind me of some gossipin’ girls
all that chit-chit-chatterin’ behind my back
wanna nit-pick at him like my rhymes is wack
and get a stiff d-ck everytime i write a track
never mind the fact that my beats made your mother do a backflip
why the h-ll these haters had to diss me on that tip?
talkin’ this sh-t and that sh-t
lookin’ for a fat lip? well, catch
oh, now i’m g-y ’cause i don’t talk to b-tches
all the tricks they got up their sleeve is just ridiculous
can i get a witness? (amen)
steady schemin’ tryin’ to break my heart
or take me apart; n-gga i ain’t g-y, i’m smart
what, i’m g-y ’cause i don’t wear baggy jeans, n-gga?
you don’t know what a f-ggot means, n-gga
take a look in the mirror
i’ll bet your h0m–vision get real clearer
i’m just laughin’ at you
ran up in the tabernacle
n-ggas looking at me fruity like a bag of apples with a dash of snapple
but oh no, n-ggas callin’ me g-y
just because i don’t speak, n-gga f-ck what he say
or she say or them say, if i don’t speak it means
i don’t like you, get some hair on your chest n-gga
arrogant, yes…h0m-s-xual, no
as if i really had to say the sh-t, but i’m just lettin’ you know

- danny swain lyrics

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