I'd rather be dangerous As God as my witness I will never be voiceless My weapon of choice is I won't be left defenseless And I, I won't be, I won't be The silent damnation I'd rather be dangerous (dangerous)

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality Haven't you ever heard of closing a goddamn door? Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door? I chime in with a Oh, well in fact Well I'll look at it

Ice Cube and the Lench Mob, is jackin' for beats Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up Whassup nigga? Get over there shit Ya lil punk ass nigga C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy God damnit you stop that shit now Take him to jail and get him the hell from in

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be. Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be. Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried, Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe. So I see

It's really going down in the goddamn south I 3-up, 100 to the end Wasted, undone How could you judge? I’m wasted right now Wasted undone Wasted right now Take a sip, drowning in this shit Choppers on my hip I hold my head

Give it to me right now But the devil said that he want my soul I’m a dirty mothafucka, a waste of life A waste of skin Wanna repent, don’t know where to begin Next of kin don’t give a damn 'bout me I know God don’t give a damn 'bout me People try but

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh so intricate Oh so intricate yeah I am an arms dealer Fitting you with weapons in the form of words And don't really care which side wins Long as the room keeps

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Brush your teeth and light the J up Bake, mmm, bake Ay, veggie oil in the pan, goddamn Fry the chicken with the ham, yes ma'am Bought a biscuit with the jam Twisting up another gram

They wanna see me in the cage, I'd rather see me in a Wraith I'm motivation on the 'Gram I'm going live on these bitches on stage, goddamn Who love the streets? Meek, Meek Who dropping heat? Meek, Meek Who locked the city up, pull up in that Bentley

I need to freak Like please let me freak Lemme freak! (I don't give a damn what you playin right now This is me comin at you as a man right now, lemme freak) I'm talkin to ya (lemme freak goddamn it lemme freak, just lemme freak) Girl I smell that pussy