Jonwayne - Dirty Dan lyrics

[Verse 1: Jonwayne] See I need no introduction You know the name Take 'em to the coroner to recognize game The soul organic on a mechanized plane Rockin' AutoTune flows with some Melodyne aid I do it raw from the nerve, if I don't get it in a single take Then I don't deserve to say the words And maybe that'll keep me hidden from the herd But I'd rather hear my head than turn deaf to be heard So f** this pressure to be anything but real Of course these synthetics are jealous of all this flesh- -b**h you guessed it, but you're not asking any questions Do I really have to text you so you listen to this message? Get on my level, I'm not even skyscraping I just think you could do better than wallowing in the basement Yall ain't rappers, you're player-haters and geishas Divorced from the game, rebounding from the breakup [Hook] "Friends" "That these are the people that we call" "Friends" "That these are the people that we call" [Intro To Verse 2: Jonwayne] Gimme one damn good reason why I should f** with you As far as I'm concerned, my rhyme book is untouchable [Hook] "Friends" "That these are the people that we call" [Verse 2: Jonwayne] Gimme one damn good reason why I should f** with you As far as I'm concerned, my rhyme book is untouchable It's lonely at the top or the bottom You feel godly too often Seeing seasoned G's fall off the tree like autumn Fake friends flake out, always saying they got 'em You're a threat and a ladder, so they stepping with caution It's easy to give up and just meddle with toxins Always one drink away from being the savior of Gotham Not the one that it needs, you just like holding the keys This sh** is hot, but it's cold in the breeze Leaving scheming b**hes flat, their heads start to crack As the bodies start to stack up, oh, calling for backup? No I fly solo in the dojo That way, your boy never have to split the dough low That way, your boy's in Kokomo, slappin' a** in a kimono They never said you had to be poor to be the truth [Hook] Friends That these are the people that we call That these are the people that we call Friends [Intro to Verse 3: Jonwayne] I'm living off the fat of the land You're living off the fat of my lambs [Verse 3: Jonwayne] I'm living off the fat of the land You're living off the fat of my lambs I'm kicking in my Fruit of the Looms You're kicking with your head in the sand You know I got this mic in my hand, screamin' I'm Dirty Dan I'm Dirty Dan I'm Dirty Dan Bring her round here and we might dirty dance Other suitors, not a chance When I suit up and I put her in a trance I'm in the pants like ants Dip in a flash Next glance I'm just tippin' my gla** Next scene I'm just tippin' my hat I'm busting my a**, all I ask Is you perk your ears up, and give it a chance [Outro] Take it like The Good, The Bad, The Ugly Take it like The Good, The Bad, The Ugly Take it like The Good, The Bad, The Ugly "When you people leave tonight, I'll feel much better. No, I will, truly. I mean I like you to an extent, but I mean, I like you better when you're not here."