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Danny! - "Prove Myself"
Lyrics to Prove Myself : [Verse 1:] Picture me tryin to prove myself Like Im convinced a shot of vodka would improve my health Or move my wealth to seven-hundred-and-four figures Got more niggas tryin to hate on my flow than Rah Digga Bigger balls than last year, Im cocky as ever And more fly than a box of Czechoslovakian sweaters When I hop in the Jetta I put my CD on blast If you dont like me nigga fuck you, kiss my ass I aint got nothin to prove, so you can beat it Niggas heated when I breathe on the mic, Im so conceited I give a shit if you dont like what Im rappin Go back to your rims, your grills, your pills, your ice and your trappin Yall ignorant niggas, yall need help Dont you know my track record' Man it speaks for itself I kept the best beats for myself My instrumentals out of reach on the shelf You cant touch me [Chorus: x2] I dont need to prove myself I dont need to prove myself [Verse 2:] How many times must I tell ya' Catering to everyone turns you to a failure Thats why I dont get mad when they say that Im wack Or hate on my tracks, talkin all that shit in my ear, yeah Get off my dick and tell your bitch to come here The first cat to drop an album and get rich in one year Got more status in my pinky than Patricia Romer In her whole career Charismatic with a capital K The Smooth Kriminal is back to put the wackness to shame It didnt have to happen this way But I got sick of niggas rappin the same You need practice mayne Im in a class of my own The rap games George Thorogood, Im +Bad To The Bone+ Im glad to be home, quit talkin all that trash on the phone Dont call me with that bullshit, you can rap to the tone Holla [Chorus x2] [Verse 3:] I give a fuck who you battled against Underground/mainstream, yo I straddle the fence When I step up to the mic, all the kids say "wow" Ill bet youre probably gonna want me on your mixtape now Its great how a dude tries to do his own thing Tries to spread his own wings then a diss breaks out First album that I dropped was a classic Took it to the radio and then they tried to trash it Callin me a lame but really Im the last sick Nigga with a habit of kickin niggas asses quick And I dont really give a fuck about whos tough Youd figure that the lyrics that Im spittin would be proof enough But no; if I aint talkin bout caine-sniffin Wood grain-grippin, lane-switchin, bangin the fifth Then I aint really sayin shit or D. Swain is a bitch But I aint changin what I spit until D. Swain is richer than you The fuck I gotta listen to you for' You niggas swear youre too hardcore, Im havin fun with this shit [Chorus x2] [ Prove Myself Lyrics ]
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