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esoteric & stu bangas - the danger (remix) lyrics

[intro from breaking bad]
walter white: who are you talking to right now? you clearly don’t know who you’re talking to. so let me clue you in. i am not in danger. i am the danger!

[verse one: sean price]
off with the rhyme
i’ll have y’all n-ggas walking the line
blindfolded, the nine i’m holding is blowing your mind
sh-t’s gon’ blow while your ho blowing our mind
i’m ready to flow, show over she gon’ owe us some time
p!
sean price
soda on the side, chicken soup with the long rice
smoker on the sidekick on duke and your mom’s type
toyota with the nine, split your group with the >❓❓< yes when i aim the chronze then take your chain off, it's the same old sean p! predicate felon i'm fresh but no doe though, the elegant peasant investing in the tec's, master of malice sketch your internet that was for dallas too tough, got n-ggas that's poo putsz start getting your friends and in the end it's a crew cut i white sheet n-ggas, no klu klux no hype beast n-gga my shoe's tough piece of sh-t from day one aids b-tch, shape shift your face and shank son [hook: vinnie paz] {x2} it's the machete mode, hit 'em and i bet he fold you can find me where the deadliest of weapon's sold a.o.t.p. to the death, every sentence gold call the bomb squad, lethal when the pen explode [verse two: esoteric] clap at a rapper and smack him up with a track that fractures you are fragile actor get jacked and trapped in my trash compactor my knack for hacking up cadavers that's a m-ssive factor pterodactyl wrap the number in the rafter end of chapter y'all just a bunch of them herbs y'all must be stuck on some words while i'm dropping album and album ain't you f-cking heard? czarface, machete mode, k!llmatic, pharaoh's next a.o.t.p. play the cd, hater's see me cashing checks i'm a dungeon dragon that's done with rapping i'm thunder clapping, lungs are platinum they're double magnum that's why i'm bucking at 'em i'm up and at 'em, i'm a lamborghini, you a covered wagon i'd love to rag 'em but what you're at is just a fraction of my real life labels make excuses like so much has happened and you're just focused on basic rhymers and fake designers yo i'll mash on your clique ayo you cats make me sick the danger remix, machete mode up in this b-tch [hook] [verse three: chino xl] mercury and -rs-nic mixed inside of a silver bullet stake in the heart try to stop the art of this unholy music lord of the coroner, tearing your jaw with a moment brick and mortar, wreaking horror the ground it worships me for walking on it i'm high as h-ll and all loony floating through the galaxy without gravity channeling sandra bullock and george clooney scribbling how i hate you all while i drink blood from a rabbi smoking hitler's ashes out of a murdered woman's skull i'm obviously, constantly visiting h-ll like constantine dwelling in between the seen and the unseen methamphetamines injected in my spleen demons and evil beings trying to intervene for times that are >❓❓< for me a 16 is just a trampoline when we began trampling, shaking the earth like a tambourine ain't no breaking or tampering peeling your brain like a tangerine spit spray, i'm listerine, quicker than an antihistamine i was born with a twist of the pinch of unclean beasts in these monsters genes they became relevant and evident in my preteens i was dedicated and decedent, intelligent with verbal painting i would drag around dead things and behead things pets, stray animals, action figures consider my best friends then i discovered bouncing freak b-tches on my bed springs then heaven convinced me that i was sick and type mythical with ink pens wanted to reach the pinnacle then with limited gems critical fans could see that what i'd written was different distributed images of the grim cinematic lens till i'm an all critical man that is drowning in his pitiful sins bionical, leave you needing a monocle like dude in monopoly game physical frame was of an animal, granted brain is an uninhabitable planet i'm your dame's favorite genital magnet which leads you angered that my unimaginable talent anch0r-d in balance, flagrant and violent resurrect ronald reagan and blinded him get your face structure shattering your neck in a brace i'm a dog in a cemetery sh-tting on your final resting place f-ck out of here [outro from breaking bad] skyler white: walt, i've said it before, if you are in danger we go to the police... walter white: oh, no. i don't want to hear about the police! skyler white: i do not say that lightly! walter white: you clearly don't know who you're talking to so let me clue you in. i am not in danger. i am the danger!

- esoteric stu bangas lyrics

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