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

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

Haha, up
Ludacris they are Ludacris think I'm luda
Rep the dirty all the world I polluted it
Suafist and a hollow point ya head
Hope ya get the point it don't really who ya is
Nowadays they be and they so smooth
your vocals like it's pro tools
Sposed to it real but they don't you
you get the blame when the police is who he spoke to
Diabolical shoot at your and turn molecules
particals how you really thinkin I'm a lose
Comical money only I'm a move
They'll anounce that I made a killin like obama
3 stories but the really never told
3 stories in the condo I know
Who I goota kill to get a bomm episode
With shakira what she got in a leapered robe
Play no games I never got a token
My money counter just be going the motions
Give me my jim carey mask I'm smokin
Always bein a what the hell is a promotion
less than the best is insulting
Gold toilest I be like a sultan
I hope ya got I leave ya broken
I'm taking bout the mic I see the and I show him

Da 5'9":]
I went from top ramen to being top rhymer
Check full of
No regrets except for the
I a time when my only perfection was my momma
My mind in the wrong
Now time ya bow down in [?]
Writ in my honour cause I'm bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, [?] 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 tinting the glass,
You take a sip me
She the city of Jackson
I her Mississippi, that was pretty witty
Demand like a man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

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

I:]
Rapper, hustler,
My fly like 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, cannibal
With a mechanical manual to deliver the ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that West till I walk Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, fricken Joe boys
New gold Royce, fall off the lot
me, the only way you can stop me
I'm top seed, I pop at my speed
So watch me, if you haven't seen the
I speak as Lamborghini's in Ramadan