Lyrical Breakdown of Side B [Dope Song] - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Danny Brown weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Side B [Dope Song]" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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31 years old so I done been through all that dizzert

Came up off the porch straight serving off the cizzurb

Long time ago, I don't do that shit no mo'

This the last time I'mma tell you, wanna hear it?

(Here it goes!)

It was me and Baby James

With an ounce to our name

Rollin' up to all the dimes, same clothes from yesterday

Had a smoke around a custo, paid his ass a stone

When the narcs came and raided hid on the roof and smoked bong

Fuck with rap bitches

Head from 'em hunnids'

Lost a sack but I got back cause the dice game was hittin'

It was me and Carbo breakin' day in the lobby

Nigga puffin' old dope sellin' rocks as a hobby

Bankroll in my pocket so everybody know me

Went home and gave my mama three hundred for some groceries

We hit the mall and ball

Hit the club and spend it all

Now I'm back to Square A

With them squares to get off

Dope Song

Dope Song, Dope Song

(My last)

Dope Song

Dope Song, Dope Song

(My last)

Dope Song

Dope Song, Dope Song

(My last)

Dope Song

Dope Song, Dope Song

Crackhead Lisa

She used to be thick

Had sex with a trick, and now she sick

She offer you some head if you give her some drugs

Just make sure you when you hit it you better wear a glove

I'm sick of all these niggas with their ten year old story

You ain't doin' that mo', nigga long time??

So take this as a diss song, cause this is my last song

Not my last dope song, but my last dope song

Dope Song

Dope Song, Dope Song

(My last)

Dope Song

Dope Song, Dope Song

(My last)

Dope Song

Dope Song, Dope Song

(My last)

Dope Song

Dope Song, Dope Song