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

Death by lyrical
I kill you
A lot of green with a yellow
Women me the Green Bay packer
I the zero's
Meaning deniro
So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get like Melo
Hello, LUDA!
Tell theses boys double up
Cause I got 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 think I'm luda this
Rep the dirty all across the world I it
Suafist and a hollow point through ya
Hope ya get the point it really matter who ya is
Nowadays they be snitching and so smooth
Defaquit your vocals it's pro tools
Sposed to keep it but they don't you
Know you get the when the police is who he spoke to
Diabolical at your and turn your molecules
particals how you really thinkin I'm a lose
Comical money only reason I'm a
anounce that I made a killin like obama news
3 stories but the truth really told
3 stories in the condo I know
Who I goota kill to get a bomm episode
With shakira shaking what she got in a leapered
Play no like I never got a token
My money counter just be going through the
Give me my jim mask cause 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 I leave ya broken
I'm taking 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 except for the
I remember a time when my perfection was my momma
My mind in the wrong
Now time ya bow down in [?]
Writ in my honour bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip my Ivanka, pompous [?] girl
She on E, feeling on me, 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 a sip with me
She the city of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, that was witty
Demand a black 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 throw some lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm settling the
I don't know what ya'll for
Wait, wait, know what, matter
I don't know what waiting for
I ain't finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the pop
I get a kick outta that, like a spot
See I was a little kid his thumbs in his ears
And his in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar
Just you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at everything you speak is...
I can't think of nothing to say, you're not nice okay

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