Esoteric & Stu Bangas - The Danger Lyrics
feat. Apathy, Celph Titled & Vinnie Paz[Intro]Who are you talking to right now?You clearly don't know who you're talking toSo let me clue you in. I am not in dangerI am the danger![Verse 1:Celph Titled]Couldn't work with my bare hands but the Roscoe's loadedAnd I got it for cheap mayne in the hood Costco's openNo coupons accepted just the loot and the bread sticksSmooth the wet in your section boy from Tucson to TexasTake a sip of this oil and watch it simmer and boilDecompose you send you to the Devil have him employ youRecruit some soldiers, train ‘em to be armed with a weaponConditioned to be calm and collected when it’s time for ArmageddonMy luggage rack bent like a crater,(with what)Lizard skin with tons of greenbacks inside all of that alligatorIf James Bond was me, he’d be way more GTrade in that Aston Martin for a chrome BugattiGo mach three blast the Tragedy Khadafithug cop a bird flock these doves hahNatural born money getter like one of the Gotti guysConceited bastard, chip on my shoulder like Johnny Five (oh!)[Hook: Vinnie Paz]It's the Machete Mode hit 'em and I'll bet he foldYou can find me with the deadliest of weapons soldAOTP to the death every sentence goldCall a bomb squad lethal when the pen explode[Verse 2: Esoteric]Bars are fatal I bash your skull into Play-DohI'm authentic like a Mako, you faker than SharknadoIan Ziering MCs interfering when I slaughter versesGet jelly like Bobby bottle service haul them off in hearsesThe flow is gruesome but deadly I'd rather choose epilepsyThan check for a track of yours because that shit is trash of courseIt's so bad G I'd rather someone gagged me with a shake weightThen date rape me before I peep what you laced latelyI don't care what you say's crazy, that could be lamer than Wayne BradyI'm insane like [Mescaline/Mescalin?] smack your baby, ***** you pay meGimme the loot gimme the loot, but you ain't got the dough you always floatYou like my son's Legos you were always broke y'all a jokeHonestly I'd rather jam out to some Hall and OatesOr the last shit Madonna wrote or hear the son of a prostitute who tell mama jokesCause listen to your non-dope moronic quotesYou're a rat, call your folks I leave your girl's pajamas soaked[Hook: Vinnie Paz][Verse 3: Apathy]Cut out the racket...you ratchet...I'll beat you raggedI'm a rabid dungeon dragon that's droolin' battery acidI'm ravenous,Ap is savage my raps are the most blasphemousBlack magic or Black Sabbath singin' bible passagesPass the shotty, I smash atoms and body bag 'emIt's either that, or I'm lettin bionic Rotti's at 'emThe most radical, rappers get out ya riot gearThey're lightin' fires and burnin bodies when I appearRappers get attracted like Dracula to a tracheaTragic when hemophiliacs travel through TransylvaniaTransporter beams set to the wrong coordinatesI'll teleport ya body organs out ya body, orbiting...Your abdomen like ornaments torturing poor misfortunateFormerly living opponents...you rappers are rodentsI have components for global thermo nuclear warInside my brain you know my name, *****...*shall we play a game*Aiming like Soviets in the 80's Diplomats in old MercedesSelection of several ladies with sections of citiesLocked...Iron Curtain for certain squirtin' my spermDick as big as a Dune worm in virgins[Outro]Jesus, what was I thinking?You clearly don't know who you're talking toSo let me clue you in. I am not in dangerI am the danger!A guy opens his door and gets shot and you think that of me?No. I am the one who knocks!
