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

Death by injection
I kill you
A lot of green with a complexion
Women me the Green Bay packer
I pack the
Meaning mucho
So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get Knicked like
Hello, LUDA!
Tell theses boys double up
Cause I got some work all on my but I call it a tummy tuck
My every records jumpin', or playin' dutch
I on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts

Haha, up
Ludacris they are Ludacris think I'm luda
Rep the dirty all the world I polluted it
Suafist and a hollow point through ya
Hope ya get the point it don't really who ya is
Nowadays be snitching and they so smooth
Defaquit your vocals like it's pro
Sposed to it real but they don't you
Know you get the blame the police is who he spoke to
Diabolical shoot at your and turn your
particals how you really thinkin I'm a lose
Comical money only reason I'm a
They'll anounce that I a killin like obama news
3 stories but the truth never told
3 in the condo I never know
Who I kill to get a bomm docks episode
With shakira shaking what she got in a robe
Play no like I never got a token
My money counter just be going the motions
Give me my jim carey mask cause I'm
Always a boss what the hell is a promotion
Anything less than the best is
Gold I be pissing like a sultan
I ya got geicko I leave ya broken
I'm taking bout the mic I see the lizard and I him

Da 5'9":]
I went from eating top ramen to top rhymer
full of commas
No regrets for the drama
I remember a time when my only was my momma
My mind in the direction
Now it's ya bow down in [?]
in my honour cause bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip my Ivanka, pompous [?] girl
She on E, on me, singing on key
While I'm We Are The World
Got a sniff from Britney, no he did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I feel like the glass,
You a sip with me
She from the of Jackson
I her Mississippi, that was pretty witty
like a black man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Joell
[?] to the
to the floor
Just whippin' it through the
in the door, case I gotta throw some lead into ya, boy
Referee state, I'm settling the score
I don't what ya'll hating for
Wait, wait, know what, fact
I don't know what waiting for
I ain't finna say nothing, turn the bass up til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, a sneakers spot
See I was a little kid with his in his ears
And his tongue in his ear going
Just you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at least you speak is...
I can't of nothing nice to say, you're not nice okay

I:]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm launching
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, [?] to the jaw
Yeah I'm off the
This work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer
With a mechanical manual to the flammable ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that West till I with 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 fast as in Ramadan