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Danger Zone lyrics
[Malcolm X]
Stealing runs rampant in Harlem
Gambling runs rampant in Harlem
All types of evils and uhh, vices that terrified our community
run rampant in Harlem
[Big L]
The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it
Sendin poems to have them faggots diggin hoes like Reverand Swaggart
L s the nigga that crime follows
I m hittin fine models and stabbin punks with broken wine bottles
I beat chumps til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks
I sex chicks, I ll even fuck a dead bitch
Always sprayin Tecs, because I be stayin vexed
Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin threats
I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin
Put his brains in the street
Now you can see what he was just thinkin
I m chokin enemies til they start turnin pale
Satan said I m learnin well, Big L s gonna burn in hell
Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain t even hard
I run with a thievin squad, and NONE OF US believe in God
Chorus: McGruff, Big L
[McG] Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the Danger Zone
[Big] Where no man can withstand or hold his own
[Big] Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the Danger Zone
[McG] Where no man can withstand or hold his own
[Big L]
I got styles you can t copy bitch, it s the triple six
in the mix, straight from H-E-double-hockey sticks
Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray
Fuck Carlito, we doin shit the Devil Son s way
Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man
won t hit a girl well I ain t real cause I beat bitches up
I use words that s ill, L got nerves of steel
I m cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill
I m takin lives for a great price, I m the type
to snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ
And I m fast to put a cap in a fag chest
The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address
I m on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids
be wakin up cryin, yellin, "Mommy Big L is comin to get me!"
Chorus 2X
[Big L]
I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin up
"Can I get your autograph L?" No bitch, I m off duty
I m breakin hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks
It ain t no food in my fridge; just body parts
I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged
I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it!
A beef with me, you better prevent it cause in a minute
I ll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented
And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed
and gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob
Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L
Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L
But I m sicker than a nigga that s in special ed so I suggest
you spread pretzelhead, fore I turn your white sweatsuit red
Chorus 2X
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