| Said they just don’t make 'em like this no more
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| In fact they never made 'em like this before
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| I’m 'bout the baddest man that ya eyes done saw
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| Baby, I’m down by law
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Life gave me nothing free, but my ugly
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| Ass mug and a couple of fat nuts to squeeze
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| Dick dangling down in my dungarees
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| Hungry beast, I’ll chase your ass up a tree
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| You know what’s up with me, I’m sucker-free
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| Not uptown or uppity, it’s not my cup of tea
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| Feared one in the streets, won’t nothing bleed
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| Except my knuckle meat, caught up in your fucking teeth
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| Brother, please, I’m out here rhyming for survival
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| Plus I got a outta-body-mind-blowing live show
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| Squad of fine dimes follow me wherever I go
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| Got them on their knees trying to honor my arrival
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| Quick Draw McGraw, this mic of mine
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| I’m a prime time prido, down by lidaw
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| Broke dick, big dog. |
| Who the hell am I?
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| The A, the L, the I, and I’m the God damn shit, y’all
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| You should see me swing the jimmy
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| Don’t get me started, I’m golden era, '88 baby highly regarded
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| I get stupid, dookie, doo-doo, def, dumb, retarded
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| Watch you fade like a high top when I drop, leave you flattened like a
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| Pancake at IHOP, with a pistol I’m a nice shot
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| Many battles are losable, losing isn’t unusual
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| Life is brutal, but beautiful, birth allude to a funeral
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| I’m straight raw, cocaine natural, you that flesh-eating
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| Veterinarian drug used to de-worm cattle
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| The same way Big flipped mics I’mma show you how I run things
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| I’m the Don: Corleone, Cornelius, Trump, King
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| Is the world yours or mine? |
| I’m an immortal in his prime, structure doesn’t
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| Follow the corporate design, I’m snapping your porcelain spine
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| Too deep for the mortal mind every time I’m recording a rhyme
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| They find that I’m crossing the line if you’re blind and ignoring the grind
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| It’s sickening, ain’t a chick alive I won’t stick my dick in
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| I’m more shameless than Hammer dancing for popcorn chicken
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| Ace was the ink before Irv Gotti was laundering loot
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| And he dropped Slaughtahouse before they was ever forming a group
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| Fuck being miserable, whether it’s the mental or in the flesh physical
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| Blessed are the poor in spirit, yeah, I took it Biblical, I’m so
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| You should see me swing the jimmy
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| When this mic’s in my hand I’m a cannibal man
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| Eat my own kind, damn, I’m an animal, fam
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| And if you a grown man then stand if you can
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| On your own two feet with a tangible plan
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| Now my plan’s ripping them all, never fall
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| And achieve all goals like I’m kicking a ball
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| Like taking out your dick in the mall, want everyone
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| To see that it’s me and I’m sicker than y’all
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| And this track’s like a brick in the jaw, a bat to the head
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| Go ahead, get back in the bed
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| Keep sleeping, I’ll be the nightmare of your dreams
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| Spit right, the flow’s tight like a pair of your jeans
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| Take those off, y’all dudes feminine style
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| So foul, meanwhile, men, women, and child
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| Praise me, the epitome of the best
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| Deadly like three in the chest, dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| Dangerous
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| You should see me swing the jimmy |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Dangerous Three , by - R.A. The Rugged Man. Song from the album Legends Never Die, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп