Letra de Intro

[Produced by DJ Marc]

[Intro: OG Dev]
"Once upon a time in the mystic state of Connecticut, there was a basil patch. Well, it wasn't an ordinary basil patch. The sun shined on it a little brighter. The birds chirped around it a little louder. And all around it, the people were happy. Cause from that basil patch came a boy; a little boy; a Little Danny Rahrig."

[Verse 1: Little Danny Rahrig]
I'm from Connecticut, where 50 Cent lives
Born in New York but likes it here now that he's that rich
That bitch voyaged to this far away land
Beause he heard about the basil being grown by your man (Dan)

In the land of the tree and a home of the blazed
Basil patch gets lit a match and clear em claiming for their place
Daily at dawn, we picking leaves, pinky's extended
Ridin' around on our Segways. We some classy mensches

Bag the basligal. Weigh it out
Old ladies come by to buy it, like it for the gout
Italians come by to buy it, like it for the sauce
Aliens come by to buy it. Now that's fucking boss

Our herbs are intergalactic
Our pesto is the best in show every basil pageant (Thank you, thank you)
And when Plankton tries to steal the recipe, we gotta
Smack him with a wad of cash and take off in my yacht

[Hook: Little Danny Rahrig/Daily Echoes]
In Connecticut, where the basil grows
On a tiny farm, where the camels roam
Lives a bearded boy, with a heart of gold
Picking basil leaves with a couple bros

On the basil patch where the kid's known to run shit
Like a Peter Pan clique at a GH summit
Humpback horses, we can afford it
No with our own money, though. Our parents support us
On the basil patch

[Verse 2: Kevvie RahRah]
It's the time of the year when we harvest all the basil
Reminds me of the days when I had a deep naval
I was a fat boy who was shy beyond belief
I'm still a fat boy but I'm high up on the trees

Breathing so heavy when I used to play sports
B-Balling on the court wearing Vans and some "Jorts"
PS2 for hours, going weeks without a shower
Playing everyday till the system lose power

Perfect grind forever, playing Tony Hawk with cheat codes
Eating every snack, my hands dusty from the Cheetoes
Finger-licking good, I double back for triple seconds
Chubby cheeks and two chins, I cannot wear a necklace

Food to the face, the fattest tummy on the patch
Got basil on the sack and I sort it by the patch
I'm husky but I'm hot, smoke a Spirit on the spot
And I'm leaving for the dock. Sail away on my yacht

[Hook]

[Verse 3: DJ Marc]
Growing up in the woods with no parents, by myself
When trouble came and found, I had nobody to help me
Defend myself. I was always filled with fear
But the lights shined down when I ran into some deer

They told me stories bout a town made of basil
When the water was bare, you could scoop it with a ladle
This is crazy but what could I believe?
I'm talking to a pack of deer and eating only leaves

I searched far and wide until I came across it
Finally, I simply passed out from exhaustion
Dan and Kevin picked me up and brought me to the farm
Started from the bottom and became a superstar

Selling all the basil gave me a fresh start
So let's start pushing basil to the best parts
Of the country and show em what we got
Tell the world our story as we sail off on our yacht

[Hook]

[Outro: OG Dev]
"Now for those who are listening, you might think that this is trite; that a little boy has no importance to your life. Well, my friend, you are dead wrong. This little boy is the single most important being on the planet. No, it's not your savior, Barack Obama. It's Little Danny Rahrig. When people are around him, they're inspired. Art is more meaningful. Buildings are built faster and people are generally happier. Little Danny will save us all