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DANNY! lyrics : "Where Is The Love"

%#@!, this is love?
Man, if this is love right here
I sure wouldn't wanna see hate

$#&@ that

[Verse 1:]

Man, you jealous-ass ^!$$%s just make me laugh
Nah, $#&@ 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 balls and my $$# to kiss
Y'all really got some audacity

Half of these ^!$$%s talk %#@! like an $$# with lips
The other half don't even know the half, so take a class (*##$
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 ^!$$%'s head, sell drugs dude

Whatever ignorant ^!$$%s do, you need to do it
Talk about me 'til your face turns blue, I give two %#@!s
Oh, just because I sample soul music

I'm a biter? Nah muh'$#&@a, I ain't new to this
I wish I knew this many people would've been on my dick, though
It's making me sick, they're talking slick

Yo you never thought I'd bust back
Why you got a grudge that you ain't budgin' from
^!$$% 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 ^!$$%

[Bridge: Danny! talking]

Yo man, stop the beat 'Quest
'Fore these haters start mumblin' again
Start poppin' all that %#@!

"Oh he's tryin' to be the next Kanye West"
Sit your monkey-ass down
I've been doing this %#@! for like, how long now?

These cats are really pushing my buttons right now
Man, nobody 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 $#&@in' fly away from me right now
%#@!, let me rock, man let me do my thing

$#&@ 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 dick everytime I write a track
Never mind the fact that my beats made your mother do a backflip
Why the hell these haters had to diss me on that tip?

Talkin' this %#@! and that %#@!
Lookin' for a fat lip? Well, catch
Oh, now I'm gay 'cause I don't talk to (*##$es

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; ^!$$% I ain't gay, I'm SMART
What, I'm gay 'cause I don't wear baggy jeans, ^!$$%?
You don't know what a !@$)got means, ^!$$%

Take a look in the mirror
I'll bet your homo-vision get real clearer
I'm just laughin' at you

Ran up in the tabernacle
^!$$%s looking at me fruity like a bag of apples with a dash of Snapple
But oh no, ^!$$%s callin' ME gay

Just because I don't speak, ^!$$% $#&@ what he say
Or she say or them say, if I don't speak it means
I don't like you, get some hair on your chest ^!$$%
Arrogant, yes...homosexual, no
As if I really had to say the %#@!, but I'm just lettin' you know

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