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[Chorus:
Cause I'm lyrically so dangerous,
You don't want no problems, you don't no problems
know I'm so dangerous. mmmm
You don't want no problems, you don't want no

Death by injection
I kill you
A lot of with a yellow complexion
Women me the Green Bay packer
I the zero's
mucho deniro
So paid, rappers is on trades and they all get Knicked like Melo
Hello, LUDA!
Tell theses boys double up
I got some work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck
My records jumpin', or playin' double dutch
I shit on rappers every verse got the bubble guts

Haha, up
Ludacris they are Ludacris I'm luda this
Rep the dirty all the world I polluted it
Suafist and a hollow through ya head
Hope ya get the it don't really matter who ya is
Nowadays be snitching and they so smooth
Defaquit your vocals it's pro tools
Sposed to keep it but they don't you
you get the blame when the police is who he spoke to
Diabolical shoot at your and your molecules
Into how you really thinkin I'm a lose
money only reason I'm a move
They'll anounce that I made a like obama news
3 stories but the really never told
3 in the condo I never know
Who I goota kill to get a docks episode
With shakira shaking what she got in a leapered
Play no games I never got a token
My money just be going through the motions
me my jim carey mask cause I'm smokin
Always bein a boss the hell is a promotion
less than the best is insulting
Gold I be pissing like a sultan
I hope ya got geicko I leave ya
I'm bout the mic I see the lizard and I show him

Da 5'9":]
I from eating top ramen to being top rhymer
Check full of
No regrets for the drama
I remember a when my only perfection was my momma
My mind in the direction
Now it's time ya bow in [?]
Writ in my honour bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip my Ivanka, pompous [?] girl
She on E, on me, singing on key
While I'm We Are The World
Got a sniff Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I feel like the glass,
You take a sip me
She from the of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, was pretty witty
Demand a black man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

Ortiz:]
[?] to the
to the floor
Just whippin' it the ghetto
Metal in the door, case I gotta throw lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm the score
I don't know ya'll hating for
Wait, wait, know what, matter
I don't know what you're for
I ain't say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, like a sneakers
See I was a kid with his thumbs in his ears
And his tongue in his ear na-na-na-nah-naaar
Just you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
I speak is hot
But be mad at least everything you speak is...
I can't think of nothing nice to say, not nice okay

I:]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm launching
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, [?] to the jaw
I'm off the block
This ain't work, me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, cannibal
With a mechanical manual to deliver the flammable
and I'm off the top
Rep that West till I with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick Joe boys
New gold Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the only way you can me
I'm top seed, I pop at my speed
So watch me, if you haven't the phenomenom
I speak as Lamborghini's in Ramadan