A dusty reggae-tinted track that is most certainly beyond a meme song. Wéye comes together with Blake to pen a narrative about karma and thievery, over a backdrop of bubbles and drums
lyrics
Damn Daniel
Verse 1: Wéye
Damn Daniel, back at it again
Kidnapped in a white van by me and my friends
Took off his shoes, untied his laces
Duct taped so bad that he thought he was faceless
Damn, tie up his hands
Let's sell his soles on eBay high demand
I feel like the man, call me Franz Ferdinand
I spent the check to see London and France
Prancin' in Paris, white skater sneakers like I'm not embarrassed to run on the track
I stepped on thumbtack so I took off my shoes and my sneakers got jacked
What goes around always comes back
Verse 2: Blakey Blake
Damn Daniel, in high school you was the man, Daniel
Fuck happened to you? Heard you kidnapped by some dude
And he went and grabbed your shoes
Lets go jack him up until he goes and hands you back your loot
Don't accept it if you lose
Know that capitalists stay jammin' shit into the hands of few
And your hands are out of many, and I know the system unwell like Matchbox 20
So you gon' pack it in your tool?
And blast it at your school, or you gon-
Swag is past the stratus like tapdancers on the moon
Depends how you handle truth
A man without identity's like tragic without Kennedy
So simply it tends to be the principle of everything that sets you from your enemies
Because your Vans are up, you're in a bend
Nah nigga, this ain't Disney
You gotta go get what you get, live to the limit B
I don't know what it look like, you hold the mirror, D
credits
from Vague Vanguard,
released April 20, 2020
Rhymes: Wéye & Blakey Blake
Production, mixing, and mastering: Noguano
Shoutout to Alien Crème for assistance with the drum programming. He showed me the way when first making the beat.
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