| I’ma have to drop me another motherfucker
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| Since I’m laid back I guess he think I’m a sucker
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| One little, two little biters, now they gone
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| South Park is the motherfucking Danger Zone
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| On the cool I hang with killers, dope dealers, ex-cap pillers
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| Mercenary murderous maniac mug drillers
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| Street thugs, crazy crews and blood spillers
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| Catastrophical combinations of casket fillers
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| Oh you cracking, cranking up all this drama
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| Cool, somebody go pick him up and go call his mama
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| '86 ‘cause I ain’t joking, I break tricks
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| When it comes to bullets I’m like that singing group, so come 'Take 6'
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| Yo, happy birthday to you
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| ‘Cause I’m about to run revolution through you
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| I’m coming out to buck them like Rambo, my damn fool
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| I’ll slam yo ass hard ‘cause I am your worse nightmare
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| I might square you off solid, take the last dollar out your wallet
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| Peace to Louis Farrakhan and Brother Khalid
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| Ain’t no depressing this solid savage life decimate
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| Cops steady arresting this mean massacre specialist
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| I’m free stroking, man you think I’m joking
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| Out of ten next to break in I’m leaving twenty of ‘em broken
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| When I’m chasing ‘em, I get hyper when I’m racing them
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| It’s like ice cream and milk on some legs when I’m tasting them
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| Boom! |
| I came out the womb to cause doom
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| Had to leave the Universe ‘cause there wasn’t enough room
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| For my brain to think, I’ma hit him with a fast shank
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| Let him drop, I fill him up like a gas tank
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| I’ma have to drop me another motherfucker
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| Since I’m laid back I guess he think I’m a sucker
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| One little, two little biters, now they gone
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| South Park is the motherfucking Danger Zone
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| I got styles sharp as the guillotine, you panic until I walk
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| Come witness wizardry from this killer hawk
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| Lyricist, K-Rino in effect, my deepness not proven yet
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| Teleport the heaviest objects, cause wreck while not moving yet
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| Stand back ‘cause I don’t feel like crushing your style today
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| You missed with the gun to my head but I hit you from a mile away
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| Lock him up in a room where struggling MCs caught him up in a breeze
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| Like killer bees, how the hell did he freeze, it’s damn near 130 degrees
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| I’m venomous like a snake but I don’t rattle like the rest of them
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| A silencer vocally causing explosions in the chest of them
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| Where’s my book? |
| Who the hell took my book? |
| I’ll leave them in stitches
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| I’ll leave them in ditches, punk-ass hoes be falling down like London Bridges
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| See my clique, no it’s not a game but we’ll gang up quick
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| See if you want to bang, throw them thangs up tricks
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| Let gangsters be gangsters, but we ain’t the ones
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| ‘Cause gangsters ain’t the only people who pack the guns
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| See NIP got the clip, Point Blank got the shank
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| Cat pulled a gat, Dope-E drove a tank
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| Egypt E made ‘em flee, DBX broke they necks
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| A.C. Chill pass the drill, Ruff Eyeque got the tecks
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| My vocals fast, outrunning the lyrics, you stuck in the past, I hung ‘em at last
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| Our rap blast left him mentally trash with his tongue in a cast
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| I flow, ain’t nobody wrecking K-Rino
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| So grab your heart and tell Elizabeth you’re coming to join her, ho
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| I’ma have to drop me another motherfucker
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| Since I’m laid back I guess he think I’m a sucker
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| One little, two little biters, now they gone
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| South Park is the motherfucking Danger Zone |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Danger Zone , by - K Rino. Song from the album Danger Zone, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп