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

Death by injection
I kill you
A lot of green with a complexion
Women me the Green Bay packer
I pack the
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 some work all on my waist but I call it a tummy
My every records jumpin', or playin' dutch
I shit on rappers every verse got the bubble guts

Haha, up
they are Ludacris 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 it don't really matter who ya is
they be snitching and they so smooth
Defaquit your vocals like it's pro
to keep it real but they don't you
Know you get the blame the police is who he spoke to
Diabolical shoot at your and your molecules
Into particals how you really thinkin I'm a
Comical only reason I'm a move
They'll anounce that I made a killin like obama
3 stories but the truth really never
3 stories in the condo I know
Who I goota kill to get a bomm episode
With shakira shaking what she got in a robe
no games like I never got a token
My money counter just be going through the
Give me my jim carey mask cause I'm
Always a boss what the hell is a promotion
Anything less than the is insulting
Gold toilest I be like a sultan
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 went from eating top to being top rhymer
Check of commas
No regrets except for the
I remember a time when my only was my momma
My mind in the wrong
Now it's time ya bow in [?]
Writ in my honour cause I'm bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous [?]
She on E, feeling on me, on key
While I'm bumping We Are The
Got a sniff Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I feel tinting the glass,
You a sip with me
She from the city of
I call her Mississippi, was pretty witty
Demand like a man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Joell
[?] to the
Pedal to the
Just whippin' it through the
Metal in the door, case I gotta throw some into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm the score
I know what ya'll hating for
Wait, wait, what, matter fact
I know what you're waiting for
I finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, like a 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
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at least everything you is...
I can't think of nothing nice to say, 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
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, quick Joe boys
New Rolls Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the only way you can 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