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

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

Haha, up
they are Ludacris think I'm luda this
Rep the dirty all the world I polluted it
Suafist and a hollow point ya head
Hope ya get the point it really matter who ya is
Nowadays they be and they so smooth
Defaquit vocals like it's pro tools
to keep it real but they don't you
Know you get the blame the police is who he spoke to
Diabolical shoot at and turn your molecules
particals how you really thinkin I'm a lose
Comical money only I'm a move
anounce that I made a killin like obama news
3 stories but the truth really never
3 stories in the condo I never
Who I kill to get a bomm 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
Give me my jim carey mask I'm smokin
bein a boss what the hell is a promotion
Anything than the best is insulting
Gold toilest I be pissing like a
I hope ya got geicko I ya broken
I'm taking bout the mic I see the lizard and I him

Da 5'9":]
I went eating top ramen to being top rhymer
Check of commas
No except for the drama
I remember a time when my only was my momma
My mind in the direction
Now it's time ya bow in [?]
Writ in my honour cause I'm bonker, plural
In a whip my Ivanka, pompous [?] girl
She on E, feeling on me, on key
I'm bumping We Are The World
Got a sniff from Britney, no he did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I like tinting the glass,
You a sip with me
She from the of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, was pretty witty
like 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 some lead ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm the score
I don't know what ya'll for
Wait, wait, what, matter fact
I don't what you're waiting for
I ain't finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the pop
I get a kick outta that, a sneakers spot
See I was a kid with his thumbs in his ears
And his tongue in his ear going
Just you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at least everything you is...
I can't think of nothing to say, you're not nice okay

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