Lyrics:
fourteen
No gold ropes, no diamond rings
But look at me now, ten years later
Ask any MC if I rap greater
See I'm known in Fresno, even the big O
From
into the man i gotta be
Takin this back
As a youngin niggas around me was notorious so big in my hood
They livin real red pill Morpheus its crazy
rappers are all fags
I still got skunk right by my ball bags
Even though I'm on dial
That's a dangerous statement
Everybody understands and knows what
I'm
and his music, I ain't afraid to use it
Bruise you badly, you want confusion, I mean it's useless
To step to this, we in effect, we dangerous
Contending
dangerous
Contendin mental murderers and ain't afraid to diss
Biatch! (yeah)
Now I been called crazy, to fade me it's not possible (haha)
I give a fuck,
the label does
Weed, ketamine, coke, x, and angel dust
I'd lie by saying that growing
Up here was dangerous
I drive an Aceta but I ain't the busty
Perfect
or three days later
My styles more dangerous than wrestling alligators
In shark infested water by yourself late at night
So if you’re having second thoughts
the messages
I'm Egyptian so my beat goes boom
Breathing in the mic Jerry curls is what we do
Big Daddy with a cane cause I set it off
Shy MC like D so I got
like the S1's, cause my crew carry big guns
to blow up, anybody in the range
And plus I'm bad as Michael Jackson, even though he +Dangerous+
E Double
Nothing is more dangerous than an idea, especially when it's the only one you have
You see vision is the art of seeing things invisible
Ahh My
to North Drive
Cuttin' off guys who talk lies
Sayin' they do walk by's with four fives
Frontin' like they big potatoes
I know they small fries
You can tell
the way back
And I'm acting like Dennis in Vegas, stacking up wins
I'm a young black boy, armed, dangerous
To those who want to come and try harm
some dumb shit
I advise you to run quick 'cause we run this
Guns click on the reg reg
Put mcs on they death beads
Either that or leavin' 'em walking
home
And now its just me the man
Can I kick something dangerous
The Big Jew got lox
Like I'm Jadakiss
Gotta go to the store
Some bodega shit
You wont get
See for real
Look
C for Clayton
I been thinking
Big dreams, sleepin' on me it means
Look
I been drankin', I been baking
This gene, parents split
on the road
mans like you get scared on the road
won't be moved by no 'brear' on the road
'mans' like you get air on the road
so just stick to pumping beats
get run up
Cah' them man tapped they step with the cutter
It's all mad now school get shot up
Man get stab up no more butter
Knife crime dangerous
Feds'
since I lived like an orphan powered by the liquid reality injected into the veins by needle, in a fucking foster house of hell, and mother and father,
turrible as spoken by Cleveland Orenthal Brown Sr.)
Hello, this is Milky Daddy.
Mc big porcodollar$, is this really you?
You are my god.
Let’s do some raps
of a drug boy slash mc me
Creme de la crop the streetwise
Caught the bus to the port A train to the pies
Flaco told me it was 1 for 1
By the way it baked
so?
Hatched seeds of light supported by light seaward breezes,
And we see these orbs in a car chase of sorts,
Absorbs sweet Lorraine and her dolly
Life's at a standstill, dangerous cause man kills
And still cats visualize life ghetto like
One mind, sometime these cats see life
Street life in
(cant be stoped)
Tick tock better watch the clock, hearts racing 'cause we're feeling hot
We're creatures of the night, so don't be fooled by our shape
sang by the choir
Tougher than leather y'all Niggas tired
I'm inspired
To run dees m.c.'s outta the muck & the mire
Suckas think they hot set themselves
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