Damn! - Funky DL, Vanloco

Yo, what’s up?

That’s right, what’s good?

Yo, brrrap!

What?

They say, classic was the day and because the way I’m consistent

When I made over a dozen of long player records

On some bass and percussion

Some kick back drinking no chase with your cousin

Some sit back roll a strap blaze til ya' buzzing type sound

I can’t think of many ways that I wasn’t

Gonna make the effort to be great cos' I doesn’t

Does what I does like I been already done it yo'

I ain’t pretentious, there ain’t no pretending

If you speaking to my peoples I come highly recommended

I’m so highly independent and I hardly make amendments

To composing a sentence, I flow with a vengeance

With no apprehensions and slow not to mention

That my music is the type to make the dopest impression

I’m dope by profession and hope my expressions

Will let you know that D ain’t no joke I ain’t messing

Now D has records, some crackle dust cover jazz records

Some cool classic old jazz legends, and D got beats

That kick thumping snare snapping heat

Made to keep up the repeats in the streets

There are so many artists who will front like they the hardest

Cos' they music is bombarded with saturated guitarists

And animated regardless of the fact that they have tarnished they targets

They not the smartest a carcass, I beg ya' pardon

They market to sound the darkest, but say things like «irregardless»

Retarded?

I don’t expect em' to be Malcolm, Martin, Marcus

I started, a heavy hearted MC rock any topic

Cos' when I grab the microphone I ain’t about to drop it

I profit from using logic, got samples that sound melodic

Examples of a symbolic producer and workaholic

I’m on some next level type, pad and my pencil

Write grand in the scheme, I might land in your dream

I’m like damn!