50 Grand - Dangerous Ground lyrics

[Keith Murray] Yo, you think them n***as out there impress me? Don't none of that sh** impress me Oh, I'm supposed to listen cause they on the radio? Psssh, I'm ready I got, nuttin to lose in the world to gain I leave you slain and make your family relocate and change their names Like the West coast say, I'm bout the ?macolay? n***as be slippin when I be flippin and I'll see you next trip Cause revenge is a motherf**er payback is a b**h Especially when I'm comin in with that Def Squad click Can you relate to an intense, motherf**er Gridiron mic cuffer, terror to the jugular Smother all the others, punk motherf**ers But I'mma keep it real, cause me and you is brothers It'll happen so fast boy you won't stand a chance Cause the L.O.D. put in work like red ants And when I walk by Curtis Mayfield the draft And spell the full limp love is just like Shaft sh** I craft, is harder than Chinese math Plus I lay you down for standing on Dangerous Ground Chorus: Keith Murray, 50 Grand (with variations) Aiyyo you're standing on Dangerous Ground, too close to the crown Let's see if you know the bounds I said you're standing on Dangerous Ground, too close to the crown Let's see if you know the bounds Aiyyo y'all standing on Dangerous Ground, too close to the crown Let's see if you know the bounds Yo kid you standing on Dangerous Ground, too close to the crown Let's see if you know the bounds [Keith Murray] Let's embark on this mission like Black Indiana Jones Is eatin Pookie sandwiches and smokin chronic bones See I k** it a little, then leave it alone Let my man 50 G drag it into his zone [50 Grand] Now 50 Grand's in the room and Legion of Doom And if you sayin Def Squad's the bomb then I'll a**ume It's takes brain splittin compositions, makin incisions Dranin the blood up out silly n***as, like morticians [Keith Murray] Now I'mma mack out and pimp the rhythm like Too $hort and Dru Down And wait for what go around to come around And beat it in the head with this, send em off into the unknown In and out of conciousness, kind of like A hip-hop microphone hypnotic Specialist in gettin inside artists, sick word an*lyst World's most foul freestylist C'mon man y'all n***as know y'all can't get with this Chorus [Keith Murray] And k** the noise playboys cause we have no flaws We employ hits the whole family can enjoy I'll be masterin the Funk like Flex, mentally Etchin and Sketchin, speakin with my hands like Terminator X and Scheme and get choked out like Radio Raheem My team'll put you to sleep and let you dream I'm not down with the East West coast controversy Me say you you say me, across the country makin millis I'll be glad to see a brother get paid for hard work But instead y'all steady tryin to ditch up the dirt [50 Grand] Yeah n***as still tryin to toss salt in the game And y'all done read my name graffitied in the walls of fame Let me explain n***as die for fame in this game my name's Like a migraine, rappers get banged out the frame See some funny style n***as in the house tonight With posses too thin to win, and too light to fight Think twice Chorus [Keith Murray] I had the last watch and y'all n***as on the corner pumpin gas Nervous like you lyin to a polygraph [50 Grand] Come see a real show, cut off your flow, k**in you slow One time for L.O., I'm like a thief, in your window [Keith Murray] Or catch us in the streets, herdin like cattle Defeatin rappers without contracts and battles, swingin like Mickey Mantle [50 Grand] n***as trippin like they wanna be me Challenge Def Squad, L.O.D. you livin Dangerously