F5 (Furiously Dangerous) [feat. Slaughterhouse & Claret Jai]

We're so furiously dangerous

Furiously dangerous

We're so furiously dangerous

Furiously dangerous

Death by lyrical injection

I kill you rappers

A lot of green

With a yellow complexion

Women call me

The green bay packer

I pack the zero's

Meaning mucho deniro

So paid rappers is

Waitin'on trades

And they all

Get knicked like melo

Hello,LUDA

Tell theses other boys double up

Cause I got some work

All on my waist

But I call it a tummy tuck

My every records jumpin'

Or playin'double dutch

I ****on rappers every verse

Just got the bubble guts

Let me tell this to the people

Not understandin'my moxy

Animal,watch me

If you think it's

Stop me

But then I hit them with a flow

That they can't even copy

See,we don't play that

Where i'm from

It's like fantasy hockey

Sup with the dog

Thugs want a war

Bad jean

What you want to trade slugs

With them for

While you cuffin'them more

I'm stuffin'the jaw

Illegal for you to reworking

Kevin love on the board,dog

You and your skills

On my squad

I put you on a crash course

In a smart car

Going speeding not

Relying on the brake pad

The car you still

Drive on the race track

So you lying about your feelings

And the maybach

A ghost tail for the phantoms

Face facts

Slaughterhouse and payback

We ruin hip hop

In the shape of a tatt

You done faded to black

We're so furiously dangerous

Furiously dangerous

We're so furiously dangerous

Furiously dangerous

I went from eating top

Ramen to being top rhymer

Check full of commas

No regrets except for the drama

I remember a time

When my only perfection

Was my momma

My mind in the wrong direction

Now it's time

Ya bow down in

Writ in my honour

Cause nigga I'm bonkers

Plural

In a whip with my ivanka

Pompous girl

She on E,feeling on me

Singing on key

While i'm bumping

We are the world

Got a sniff from britney

No he didn't did he

We run this town

No he didn't did he

I feel like tinting the gl***

You take a sip with me

She from the city of jackson

I call her mississippi

That was pretty witty

Demand like a black man

Tryna get re-elected

He ain't get it,did he

To the pedal

Pedal to the floor

Just whippin'it

Through the ghetto

Metal in the door

Case I gotta throw

Some lead into ya,boy

Referee mind state

I'm settling the score

I don't know

What ya'll hating for

Wait,wait,know

What matter fact

I don't know

What you're waiting for

I ain't finna say nothing

Turn the b***up more

Til the speakers pop

I get a kick outta that

Like a sneakers spot

See I was a little kid

With his thumbs in his ears

And his tongue in his ear

Going na-na-na-nah-naaar

Just when you think it

Stop na-na-na-nah-naaar

Everything I speak is hot

But don't be mad at least

Everything you speak is

I can't think of

Nothing nice to say

You're not nice okay

Rapper,hustler,entrepreneur

My shit fly like

I'm launching manure

Lord of the underground

God of the saw

On hennessy black

Or punk to the jaw

Yeah I'm off the block

This ain't work,call me

I'm off the block

I'm a syllable

Hannibal,killer cannibal

With a mechanical manual to

Deliver the flammable ammo

Lyrical and I'm off the top

Rep that west

Till I walk with pac

We're the 2.0boys

Quick fricken joe boys

New gold rolls royce

Fall off the lot

C**k me,the only way

You can stop me

I'm top seed

I pop green at my speed

So watch me

If you haven't seen

The phenomenom

I speak fast as lamborghin's

In r*****n

We're so furiously dangerous

Furiously dangerous

We're so furiously dangerous

Furiously dangerous

I suggest you shut it down

Pack your 'ish and turn around

Because tonight,

We run this town

So let your feet,still

Swiftly hit the ground

We too dangerous for the world