What you is an unexpected approach That may delay a suspect's awareness of presence you have a chance to assess The you are confronted
Approach to danger, don't It's hard to predict what happen next Oh s***, he has a gun, the gun You could've prevented a
You can but the danger light is blinkin' A self-destruct button is activated when I'm This is a tribulation, the is judged The was fulfilled 'cause I never budge
I up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme They're seein' of me, but it wasn't a dream One vision was of life, the was death And life didn't give a *** if death took last breath
So you burn in my pit that I 'Hell' Where you got because your *** don't sell My 20/20 was blurry the smoke Of the *** that I burned and tormented but I choke
I doin' 'em, I kept on doin' 'em Two of 'em, 'em up 'til that *** Ren was through with 'em And my presence to the was of a stranger But *** it, can approach to the danger
If you can be seen, you can be hit If you can be hit, you can be He's on the line, him
Fatal to danger, just to remain a strangler Out run the shot of a gun when the up in the first degree but it's worse to be A dead or a *** in custody
With everybody of death I kept workin' to be one of the n*** left So many lookin' for hope, they broke checkin' the fingerprints on a motherf*** throat
A heart of steel can the real *** in me So to see the D E A D Bodies like a *** straight walkin' in a So it's very necessary to
Ammunition for *** wishin' but they better take Before Dre off And killin' motherf*** just in order to change the Anger for the real *** I approach to danger
Approach the motherf*** Come to hell and see me some time This is it,
Final approach to danger, death, around every corner dead body and you wanna keep runnin' But even the day black All you can do is stay alert and try to out of the searchlight
No prison, nobody makes gotta go but see it ain't no jail Think about death, takin' your breath Heart beatin' like a motherf***, like it ain't no time
With so many to stay up, I gotta get mine Even though wanna make a crime, yo Of bein' real, a federal letter in the of the release of 'F*** Tha Police'
*** it I the danger I don't give a *** if somebody gotta get *** up So you as well kiss your ass goodbye 'Cause in the run, we all die