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30 - Danny Brown
Written by：Daniel Sewell

Sent ya b**th a dick pic and now she need glasses

Turn your b**th slick rick right now if I flashed it
Ate a couple pills took the bud out the plastic

Flicking bogey ashes b**th I stay blasted

Microphone cassius magic with the sick sh*t
'Posed to been dead but b**th I'm still up in this b**th

Verbal herbal poison words I contortion

F**ked a pregnant b**th she saved money on her abortion

I feel like billy corgan in a church playing organ

Covering too short smoking a newport

Kurt hoped the drugs would make the pain go away
But all these thoughts up in my head made the sane go astray
Step inside a mind that revolves around the rhyme
And every time he close his eyes visions of white lines

Dying in the arms of a blond blue eyed 20 something
Don't know her name but the paramedics chest pumping
30 something black male OD'ed off of pills
That he wasn't prescribed but they took his life

Left behind a daughter that doesn't really even know him
Cause her momma thought he wouldn't make a living off of poems
But it was a long journey on a rocky road
Had a hoody on and a jacket in the snow
Walking in the cold on the way to the studio
Ni**a that was just a couple years ago
Dropped a couple mixtapes on the net
And niggas tried to front like it wasn't all that
But guess what b**th I'm coming back
Guess what b**th I'm coming back
Signed to fool's gold and everything's all gnarly
Now these b**ches want my number to get up in party

Came a long way from extension cords in the window
Borrowing neighbor's power just to plug up the nintendo
Where the ovens never closed and stoves never off
Every winter so cold niggas sleeping wearing scarves
But I always tell myself that it's gonna get better
You know who you is you the greatest rapper ever

So now the pressures on him to prove that voice right
Some people never know they goals knew mine my whole life
So now his turn's up fixing up to bat
Pitching singles to the label when I use to pitch crack
I never learned to rap always knew how

Ever since a ni**a 8 knew what I would do now
When I turned 28 they like what you gonna do now
And now a ni**a 30 so y'all don't think that hurt me
That the last ten years I been so f**king stressed
Tears in my eyes let me get this off my chest
The thought of no success got a ni**a chasing death
Doing all these drugs in hopes of OD'ing next triple x