Danger, Pt. 2 (feat. LA the Darkman, Smoothe da Hustler & Trigger tha Gambler)

I'm gonna show you how the East comes rocks The more danger Now there's multi, styles in my possession No question I'll be nice Rappers lose like master ace rolling dice Crew precise, check the visuals We leave no residuals Individuals making gold diggers miserable It's a no-no for beef Smoke the coco leaf, it's no relief As this rap door revolves and I enter Takes center strong like people homes Blow up mics like I blow illegal phones Holmes is flesh and bones not the fraud you looking for The plunder go under think we one hit wonder yo I spoil it Flush that talk down the toilet sip the alcoholic uh Them blasé hits you with the Westin Macaulay You bleed red water, step it to my head Tour de odd de order Medina animals eat you like purina Catch how I never bow, still I aim to please Drain what you got, like if I was your main squeeze Rock MC's ease, the end is here at last Jet real fast, with your tail between your ass The more, the more, the more, the more, the more dangerous My rap begins, mind collision, trigger mission The flow mainstream that change your visual decision The jump bump, bodies in my trunk And you hoodie the pump With your old stories your dream shit will get sunk I'm the jaw locker, ripper, face out I got the blocker, back dropper, flow mopper, show stopper The misdemeanor, dreamer, money schemer, slip the clip in infrared, be my 1990 The Sea Dreamer The wipeout, I wife the competition, my pistol whippin' Ass kickin' public enemies the militia they say Brownfield nigga double crossed, body basket tossed Danger for you nigga fuckin' with my gun sport The more, the more, the more, the more, the more dangerous The more, the more, the more, the more, the more dangerous See now you didn't heed the warning So here comes the remix Check the prefix Read So I'ma re-kick Yo ass splendid Leaving mc's twisted and bending from a touch of that Dark man rap segment Into the danger zone at your own risk The rap arsonist lyrical demolitionist Feel a fist when it rips through your sinew Muscle, flesh and bodily tissue never to miss you My rhymes be the punk seeking, I shoot'em They hit your dome and leave your mic leaking Then I'm creeping, my style is on selection Rhymes hit your chest and use your back for the exit Flexing is not recommended My lyrics bash your brains and leave your foreheads dented I meant it, me I be the blasé lieutenant Swinging on mc's like I'm going for the pennant The more, the more, the more, the more, the more dangerous The more, the more, the more, the more, the more dangerous It's the hustler, lone shark from Saratoga, Ab Ab Saratoga from lone shark, costlier than it I'm rushing your clicks Forwards and backwards, my tactics interact with tracks Contacts my facts, they keep me flipping like a mattress Mattress, they like flipping me, keep that facts My contact tracks with interact tactics, my backwards and forwards match If you peeping how I'm creeping and you ain't sleeping My verse was dispersed and reversed I'm better than medicine, next level veteran The type to go to the show deep with three hundred guest lists Stop, turn around and say don't stress it Watch how I finesse this and get eleven in this I've never been hard rocks, I splatter ya, salt and batter ya My thug life takes a historical from archives in Attica And I'll be the man behind the man behind the man in hand When the hustlers in the house oh my god The more, the more, the more, the more, the more dangerous (I say goodbye) The more, the more, the more, the more, the more dangerous (I say goodbye) The more, the more, the more, the, the, the, the more, the more dangerous (I say goodbye) The more, the more, the more, the more, the more dangerous (I say goodbye) Oh my God, when the geese are in the aisle, they jump, they jump, oh my God