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Danny!, also known as D. Swain (born Daniel Keith Swain, August 18, 1983), is an American hip-hop performer and record producer.



The College Kicked-Out (2004)

  • I'm 'bout to give my baby mother a raise
    I'll make the hooker happy 'cause she got me eight bookings last week
    That's what I call using your head
    Addicted to limelight, if I lose it I'm dead
    You know? I think I'll fake my own funeral
    Or maybe not, because nobody would show
    So when they say a word for the dearly departed
    I'll hop out the coffin like "yeah, bitch!"
    My rap career's started
    • "I Need A Publicist"
  • And as the mouthpiece
    Of every single citizen without peace
    Direction and leadership
    I'ma spit it 'til your ears can't believe this shit
    We got weapons of mass destruction, and we is it
    • "Talk To You (remix)"
  • I wish the government would quit tappin' phones in the ghetto
    (Leave us alone) I wish my student loans were all settled
    I wish they'd quit riggin' elections, the shit is depressin'
    Bet your bottom dollar Bush wins again, no question
    I wish AIDS didn't exist
    I wish I didn't have flashbacks of my cousin slittin' his wrists
    I wish there weren't so many single mothers and deadbeat dads
    • "I Wish"

F.O.O.D. (2005)

  • You mad at the last album, I apologize for it
    Yo, I can't call it, man muh'fuckin' Wyclef spoiled it
    • "Intro"
  • Two roads diverged in a wood, I took the one less travelled
    I'm patient so that's one less hassle
    If I dream it, I can live it
    I've seen the light with vivid imagery
    I need to write with fits of energy
    But it's hard tryin' to get where I'm goin'
    Without a hint or an omen
    It's too late to turn around
    Perseverance, gotta learn it now
    But I'm stubborn how
    Am I supposed to survive this rollercoaster hurtlin' to the ground?
    • "F.O.O.D."
  • The worst thing is that it hurts to see
    An uneducated black man in his thirties
    But y'all don't hear me or your eyes are wide shut
    Dudes goin' to job interviews high as fuck
    What the fuck? I see politicians makin' promises
    To fuck us up quicker than the '80s Reaganomics did
    I see bums on the stoop lookin' stupid
    They had a shot at life and didn't use it
    • "My Whole World"

Charm (2006)

  • I guess it's true what they say, the third time's a charm
    I grabbed the game and let it die in my arms
    Then resurrected it
    Changed clothes, same flow, perfected it
    They know Swain though they still won't respect the kid
    But I ain't slowin' up
    This time, blowin' up
    Sponsors, concerts, everybody showin' up
    Know enough tricks of the trade to get a record deal:
    Fresh kicks, press kits, sex appeal
    Had to mail my demo out 'cause I ain't had enough bus pass
    To take the bus first class
    So frustrated, had to puff-puff-pass
    Sent my CD out to Puff, Puff passed
    Must've had enough trash on his desk this year
    Sent one to So So Def, but it fell on so so deaf ears
    I never once shed tears, this must be a test here
    • "Charm"
  • I used to think that things would be okay if
    Maybe I just pray and play my part
    I'd start to build a rapport
    With more MCs, but see it's not as
    Easy as it seems, it seems I need
    A little more practice
    My measures was drastic
    But what would you do
    If food eluded you and
    You were much too poor to afford
    A cordless phone to phone for help
    What else is left? I guess the
    Best solution is to pay your dues...
    I had hella problems
    Prob'ly gotta drop up outta college
    Knowledge is the key, the lock was in my wallet
    Call it a hunch, but once I bunched my plans together
    Severin' ties, creatin' new ones
    I knew somebody'd prob'ly hear what I had to say
    My patience payin' off, I'm off to better days
    But hey I promise I'll be back, but packed with platinum plaques
    I'll see you at the Grammys
    • "It's Okay"
  • November 14th, 2003
    Nobody else at school was screamin' louder than me
    When I discovered I was being expelled, for the hell of it
    'You why you gettin' kicked out?' Forget it, it's irrelevant
    D. Swain ain't never dwell on shit
    So why would he start now?
    The perfect time for him to depart, vowed
    To make a name for myself
    Get some fame, maybe gain some wealth (what else?)
    I gave you the pain of a black man going through thangs
    Just being myself and showing you Swain
    Now a nigga feelin' disenchanted, jaded
    'Cause instead of gettin' props, Danny got hated
    Yeah I made it to the top, but I'm tossin' myself off
    D. Swain kill his image? Chalk it up as a loss
    • "Now You're Gone"

Danny Is Dead (2007)

  • I'm the most prolific artist, tried to oust Picasso
    Used my whole head; nose bled, rhymes out the nostrils
    I always ate supper but my supplement's determination
    Dropped a couple hints and yearned for greatness
    Mama I'm gonna sing
    I used to keep a stack of records from Stax
    A record in fact, never met a cat with more records than that
    Ample samples for pickin', my hands was cramped from the mixin'
    But dammit Dan's so ambitious, I think he's on to somethin'
    • "The World Is Yours"
  • So one time for my disillusioned artists, I hear ya
    Two times for the kid that air-guitars in the mirror
    Three times for the 9-to-5-in' bus ridin' dudes
    And four times for my dreamers, yo I'm just like you
    That's why I sing for my queens with their own pair of wings
    My brothers flyin' beside me, drama behind me
    Mama tried to find me, she inquired emphatically
    I was in the sky with all these other ghetto kids, defying gravity, uh
    • "Fly, Pt. 2"
  • Tribe purist to the fullest
    If'n you ain't feelin' this track, then you're full of it
    Pull that li'l shit if you wanna, ya dig
    But you ain't gonna do me like you did those Kidz, and clown me
    Homage, comma, props
    Call it what you want, but I'm not gonna stop
    Record hit the store and I'm not gonna flop
    And if I do, well then it's fodder for the message boards tomorrow, say what
    • "Check It Out"

Remixes and B-sides

  • Well I, after hatin' I forgave him, it was hard
    Then I got a call from a major-label A&R
    He said to send a demo
    But my dreams flew out the window
    When I peeped a Trap Squad mixtape with my instrumentals
    Damn, I'm sick of niggas shittin' me
    I'm fixin' to be the cynical-est nigga alive
    I, picked up the phone, gathered all my loose pennies
    Hired lawyers for the case, I have a lawsuit pendin'
    • "Fullaschidt (remix)", (2006)


  • We do have a lot of similarities. But when they say, "you’re trying to be like Kanye", or "your style is too Kanye for me"...I don’t sit around saying "how would Kanye say this?" or "how would Kanye do this?". So for that reason it hurts so much...[but] I think [we] have very different sounds. The only reason people can point the Kanye finger at me is 'cause of the title of my first album, and I take blame for that.
  • Somedays I feel like throwing it all away and focusing on graduating so I can be finished with school, and other days I'll have an idea that I want to put down and next thing you know I've written an ill song or made a beat that I'm proud of. At the end of the day I'll always have the passion for creating new music because I love it. Whether or not I release it commercially was where all the "retirement" talk came from...I might make a song here and there, but as far as another solo album in stores it is up in the air at this point. But I wouldn't rule it out entirely!
    • On rumors of retirement from the music business (ThaHipHop.com, 2006)

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