Bekay - Dangerous Ways lyrics
[Scratch Hook] I'm very dangerous and well connected Keeping you n***as in perspective Dangerous ways Rhymes so strong you get sliced I got an arsenal of infantry, I'm built for this mentally I'm very dangerous and well connected Keeping you n***as in perspective Dangerous ways Watch out for jake, snakes, and decoys [Verse One: Red Eye] Hey yo I'm bad news for crews ain't f**ing with you Ain't got nothing to prove, nothing to lose I be up in the booth and I'm fitting to let loose Give you a head start then give you a head noose Who wanna war with the Closers fam? Got bars so hot they stand close to fans Damn attack like haze hit you from a block away Fresher than Binaca spray, me lose? Not today That's how it is, y'all spitters cannot coexist The best part like Folgers b**h roast your clique Throats get slit when this vocalist smoke a spliff Okey-doke? Oh but those don't work, my focus is Second to none, I'm parallel the dopestest Black poet flipping so y'all n***as listen Pay attention, recognize the greatness We on that ape sh**, our ways our dangerous [Scratch Hoook] [Verse Two: Shabaam Sahdeeq] I'm well connected with goons that'll disconnect your head from your body And leave your body in a porta potty I'm like the Maharaji royalty with iron body Fat boy get love, dimes offer me their healthy body Wax museum MCs they get melted down You think you know my story cause I come from Bucktown I see it on satellite, don't know what y'all sounding like I connect with different parts of the globe every night You ignorant motherf**er need to get your mind right Young fool a** dudes thinking that their style tight I got bars on smash like car accidents MCs are road k**, run em off the road by accident Matter fact I take that back I did it on purpose You dudes is worthless, not even worth a digital purchase I got a beer belly, still rocking the show shirtless Your b**h reading my tattoo, she wanna slurp it [Scratch Hook] [Verse Three: Bekay] What are you f**ing stupid? I'm drunk and puking At lunch with Cupid telling him I hate everyone punk love is useless I don't need a b**h, call these hoes guppies And they die without me so okay I feed my fish So they can live another day, give some of us play Tricks that wanna play, s** dick another way Kids'll serve you, diss and burn you Your b**h'll turn too, she stay up on my pipe like a f**ing Ninja Turtle ? I'm on top of this game Like your girl doing ten squats on top of the X-Box Like ten shots you won't see my men drop Cause you duck hunt rappers only use pretend Glocks My pen's hot, send props the end's not here now But soon to be, save the date up on your desktop Y'all don't know the sh** I go through Thorough tracks that close it in BK it's Snowgoons [Scratch Hook]