Earl Sweatshirt Feel Fly In The Music Video For “Making The Band (Danity Kane)”

Earl Sweatshirt is feeling like Diddy, releases the music video for “Making The Band (Danity Kane), a song produced by EVILGIANE & Clams Casino.

“Earl Sweatshirt isn’t someone you’d necessarily expect to weigh in on the controversial TV show, Making The Band, but when he does, he doesn’t hold back. In a now-viral tweet from 2019, Earl calls out the show for “deifying borderline abusive behaviour from starry-eyed kids that have no compass or control.” It’s clear Earl has some serious issues with shows like this one which exploit young artists and sensationalize their struggles for ratings. But what makes Earl’s opinion so valuable is his own experience navigating the music industry starting at a young age.

He highlights important issues such as power dynamics and exploitation, pointing out how they can lead to potentially dangerous situations for vulnerable artists. For those who think shows like Making The Band are just harmless entertainment, Earl’s words hit hard and force us to question our complicity in an industry that often puts profit over people.”

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Lyrics

[Intro]
EVILGIANE and SURF GANG
Yuh, uh

[Verse]
What is the plan, fuck is you sayin’?
Lil’ momma off Danity Kane
Been geeked up, how many days? Yeah
What is the plan, fuck is you sayin’?
How many bands I’m finna make?
Feel like Diddy standin’ in a bank
I feel like Diddy dancin’ in the rain
You yappin’, I’ma go in your face
Bruce Banner, how I handle the rage (You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry), yeah
Loose cannon, enemy of the state
Gene Hackman, we gettin’ away
Two hammers, how we get in the safe, uh
Do damage in a critical way
Boof packin’, we ship it away
You mad, got ’em feelin’ the wave, yeah
Too bad, hunnid dollar eighths
If I don’t got the time or the space, sixteen-passenger plane, uh
Sistine Chapel, I pray
Fish cheeks snap on a bait
Chipped teeth, snack on the prey, uh
Stampede crackin’ the gates
Blow money fast, just like a game
Go through the cash like it’s a phase, uh
What is the plan, fuck is you sayin’?
Lil’ momma off Danity Kane
Been geeked up, how many days? Uh
What is the plan, fuck is you sayin’?
How many bands I’m finna make?
Feel like Diddy standin’ in a bank, mm (Ayy)
Feel like Diddy dancin’ in the rain
You yappin’, I’ma go in your face
Bruce Banner, how I handle the rage (You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry)
Loose cannon, enemy of the state
Gene Hackman, we gettin’ away
Two hammers, how we get in the safe
Do damage in a critical way
Boof packin’, we ship it away
You mad, got ’em feelin’ the wave
Too bad, hunnid dollar eighths
If I don’t got the time or the space, sixteen-passenger plane
Sistine Chapel, I pray
Fish cheeks snap on a bait
Chipped teeth, snack on the prey
Stampede crackin’ the gates
Blow money fast, just like a game
Go through the cash like it’s a phase (Phase)