Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Danger Zone, artist - K Rino. Album song Danger Zone, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.02.1995
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Danger Zone |
I’ma have to drop me another motherfucker |
Since I’m laid back I guess he think I’m a sucker |
One little, two little biters, now they gone |
South Park is the motherfucking Danger Zone |
On the cool I hang with killers, dope dealers, ex-cap pillers |
Mercenary murderous maniac mug drillers |
Street thugs, crazy crews and blood spillers |
Catastrophical combinations of casket fillers |
Oh you cracking, cranking up all this drama |
Cool, somebody go pick him up and go call his mama |
'86 ‘cause I ain’t joking, I break tricks |
When it comes to bullets I’m like that singing group, so come 'Take 6' |
Yo, happy birthday to you |
‘Cause I’m about to run revolution through you |
I’m coming out to buck them like Rambo, my damn fool |
I’ll slam yo ass hard ‘cause I am your worse nightmare |
I might square you off solid, take the last dollar out your wallet |
Peace to Louis Farrakhan and Brother Khalid |
Ain’t no depressing this solid savage life decimate |
Cops steady arresting this mean massacre specialist |
I’m free stroking, man you think I’m joking |
Out of ten next to break in I’m leaving twenty of ‘em broken |
When I’m chasing ‘em, I get hyper when I’m racing them |
It’s like ice cream and milk on some legs when I’m tasting them |
Boom! |
I came out the womb to cause doom |
Had to leave the Universe ‘cause there wasn’t enough room |
For my brain to think, I’ma hit him with a fast shank |
Let him drop, I fill him up like a gas tank |
I’ma have to drop me another motherfucker |
Since I’m laid back I guess he think I’m a sucker |
One little, two little biters, now they gone |
South Park is the motherfucking Danger Zone |
I got styles sharp as the guillotine, you panic until I walk |
Come witness wizardry from this killer hawk |
Lyricist, K-Rino in effect, my deepness not proven yet |
Teleport the heaviest objects, cause wreck while not moving yet |
Stand back ‘cause I don’t feel like crushing your style today |
You missed with the gun to my head but I hit you from a mile away |
Lock him up in a room where struggling MCs caught him up in a breeze |
Like killer bees, how the hell did he freeze, it’s damn near 130 degrees |
I’m venomous like a snake but I don’t rattle like the rest of them |
A silencer vocally causing explosions in the chest of them |
Where’s my book? |
Who the hell took my book? |
I’ll leave them in stitches |
I’ll leave them in ditches, punk-ass hoes be falling down like London Bridges |
See my clique, no it’s not a game but we’ll gang up quick |
See if you want to bang, throw them thangs up tricks |
Let gangsters be gangsters, but we ain’t the ones |
‘Cause gangsters ain’t the only people who pack the guns |
See NIP got the clip, Point Blank got the shank |
Cat pulled a gat, Dope-E drove a tank |
Egypt E made ‘em flee, DBX broke they necks |
A.C. Chill pass the drill, Ruff Eyeque got the tecks |
My vocals fast, outrunning the lyrics, you stuck in the past, I hung ‘em at last |
Our rap blast left him mentally trash with his tongue in a cast |
I flow, ain’t nobody wrecking K-Rino |
So grab your heart and tell Elizabeth you’re coming to join her, ho |
I’ma have to drop me another motherfucker |
Since I’m laid back I guess he think I’m a sucker |
One little, two little biters, now they gone |
South Park is the motherfucking Danger Zone |