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Kamikaze Loon
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Dangerous
Verse 1. We Dangerous can't fade us Thugs aiming for ya nuts nigga let the chamber bust rearange ya guts when I spray with slugs veins gush leaving niggaz brain stucc when it rains with blood high off the Angel Dust with baby cradles full of guns it's time to get naughty total chaos Holacaust when I bust with the shotty rolling in a stolen hottie dispose the dead bodies toss em in a trench no evidence my work never sloppy Mr.Kamikaze riding for Genacide like a true Natzi A.P.B out on my team road bloccing the streets with the Swat Team sewing up organized crime like John Gotti flush the heat down the potty still busting drive by's in a hearse when I spray with the burst the A.K.A put in work Koolaid stains on yo shirt now you lay in the dirt decayed with some worms retaliate when I serve except yo fate now you burn should of stayed away from the curse Chorus
Chorus：We Dangerous can't fade us Thugs aiming for ya nuts nigga when the chamber bust high off the Angel Dust moving bug crats of guns-We Dangerous can't fade us Thugs when the chamber bust best believe it rains blood Repeat 4x's
Verse 2. Competition finna die slow when the nine blow leave em facedown with they eyes closed like blindfolds tendacies are homicidal we breaking spinals taking vitals aint no revivals have em singing like recitals doing drive bys on GT Dyno's going phsyco like Mr.Myers Micheal I asked him if he was insured by Geico he said no so I getta gohead him something primal let the pipe smoke potent white dope put them to sleep leave em screwed like the D.J call me Nyquil bullets from my rifle guranteed to find ya like a Swat Team Sniper deadlier then the venom of a Viper leaving body parts in the ocean for the divers send them to the Messiah the Sire my souls on eternal fire Ima Suicidal Ridah killing all my rivals Chorus
Verse 3. Blowing heads Westward when the Tec burst finger fuccing the trigger like a homicidal sex jerk 9 millimeter bullets wet and drench shirts I know you chest hurts and your flesh burns slugs fondle your skin like chester the molestor you wanted to test the turf now you rest in the dirt right next to the worms may your soul rest nigga God bless ya see Ima war stratagist make my own rules and tactics pacc a M-one six with fully loaded automatic clips leave em leaking on the floor something tradgedeous and I'm hazardous to your health like a cancer sticc bullet wounds realer then National Geograhic fliccs I'm from the town of the scandalous South West East North Los Angeles I hammer the nails in they casket lid split they basket wig give them relief like a eternal laxative then I get away with the white massive briccs pop my collar then i hollar then I mac a bitch I pull classy chicc and a trashy tricc even pull a nasty bitch pass the spliff pacced with the sticcy iccy ! cannabis I let em have a hit cracc the Cris then I let em have a sip they did'nt know how to react to it they started lap dancing on my dicc grinding wit they ass and tits I could'nt stand the shit I could'nt handle it so i bashed it quicc smashed and hit beat it up so bad they gave me assault with a deadly weapon on they battered lips
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