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"Dang" is the ending theme of the episode "Dial M For Jasper", the fifth episode of the third season of Camp Camp.
| Please read my lips |
| The flow is virus |
| I'm sick, I stay lit |
| Like dynamite sticks |
| My back they might slit |
| So I check my 6 |
| For haters, they so fake |
| In my face they smile quick |
| My style is vicious |
| I'm up to mischief |
| Every time I'm in the mix |
| My foes, they shit bricks |
| My shoot game's insane |
| It's flames like Ifrit |
| Tony Hawk should be the name |
| The way my kick's flip |
| Uh, center of attention |
| When I talk, they stare |
| Makes your boy check the wristwatch |
| Like (?) |
| I used to be square, |
| My style was impaired |
| Hit the mall lookin' like |
| I got mauled by bears |
| Came a long way |
| With top fashion advice |
| Now check the feet, |
| Los Angeles lights |
| Invest in me, |
| My cost average is nice |
| I put the heat on wax |
| Like hot candles at night |
| Dang! |
| Blowin' up the spotlight, Bang! |
| Every time I pull up |
| Everybody tryna hang |
| Hopping out the ghost, got 'em yelling out "Dang!" |
| Hit double (?) |
| that's a fucking double dang |
| Motherfucker, |
| I'm blowin' up the spotlight, bang! |
| Every time I pull up |
| Everybody tryna hang |
| Hopping out the ghost, got 'em yelling out "Dang!" |
| Hit double (?) |
| that's a fucking double dang |
| Yo, it's been a long time, |
| No longer Plain Jane |
| Every single fake friend |
| Cut off like lane change |
| Now they sittin' on the side |
| While I'm stackin' these games |
| Droppin' bullets on the track |
| Like Japanese trains |
| From Fukushima |
| To Spooky Island |
| No matter where we are |
| The crew be wildin' |
| Every day we rated R |
| For movie violence |
| Cause I smuggle punchlines |
| Like movin' white bricks |
| They like "Ooh! Some nice kicks!" |
| I cop the first drop |
| I flipped for resale |
| And bought my first spot |
| I jumped the crit, though |
| And sold my first plot |
| Full circle at the lot |
| I copped my first drop |
| Daaaaaaaang! |
| I'm not your Average Joe |
| Never days they don't respect us |
| For the savage flow |
| So we bypass the message |
| For the brag and boast |
| Cause I'm the type to hunt your squad |
| Like I'm Jasper's ghost |
| Dang! |
| Blowin' up the spotlight, Bang! |
| Every time I pull up |
| Everybody tryna hang |
| Hopping out the ghost, got 'em yelling out "Dang!" |
| Hit double (?) |
| that's a fucking double dang |
| Motherfucker, |
| I'm blowin' up the spotlight, bang! |
| Hopping out the ghost, got 'em yelling out "Dang!" |
| Hit double (?) |
| that's a fucking double dang |