Ludacris - Furiously Dangerous (feat. Slaughterhouse & Claret Jai .

Ludacris - Furiously Dangerous (feat. Slaughterhouse & Claret Jai) Lyrics

[Hook: Claret Jai]
We`re so furiously dangerous

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
Death by lyrical injection
I kill you rappers
A lot of commons with a yellowish complexion
Women visit me the Green Bay packer
I take 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 form all on my waist but I ring it a tummy tuck
My every records jumpin`, or playin` double dutch
I make on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Let me say this to the masses not understandin` my moxy
Animal, watch me
if you mean it`s ?, stop me
But so I hit `em with a flow, that they can`t even copy
See, we don`t meet that
Where I`m from it`s like fantasy hockey
Sup with the dog, thugs want a war
Bad jean, what you need to trade slugs with `em for
While you cuffin` em 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 take on the race track
So you lying bout your feelings and the Maybach?
A ghost tail for the Phantoms, face facts?
We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse and payback
In the form of a tatt, you done faded to black
GO_

[Hook: Claret Jai]

[Verse 3 - Royce da 5'9'']
[Ludacris - Furiously Dangerous (feat. Slaughterhouse & Claret Jai) Lyrics on http://lyricslike.blogspot.com]
I went from eating top ramen to being top rhymer
Check full of commas
No regrets except for the drama
I think a sentence when my only perfection was my momma
My head in the faulty direction
Now it`s time ya bow down in ?
Writ in my honour cause bitch I`m bonker, plural
In a slash with my Ivanka, pompous? girl
She on E, feeling on me, singing on key
While I`m bumping We Are The World
Got a whiff from Britney, no he didn`t did he
"We run this town"
No he didn`t did he
I look like tinting the glass,
You get a sip with me
She from the metropolis of Jackson
I visit her Mississippi, that was pretty witty
Demand like a negro man tryna get re-elected
He ain't get it, did he?

[Hook: Claret Jai]

[Joell Ortiz]
? to the pedal
Pedal to the floor
Just whippin` it done the ghetto
Metal in the door, case I gotta have some go into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I`m settling the score
I don`t love what ya`ll hating for
Wait, wait, know what, matter fact
I don`t recognize what you`re waiting for
I ain't finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, like a sneakers spot
See I was a small kid with his thumbs in his ears
and his knife in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar
Just when you believe 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 conceive of nothing nice to say, you`re not nice okay

[Crooked I]
Rapper, hustler, entrepreneur
My shit fly like I`m launching manure
Lord of the underground, God of the saw
On Hennessy black, ? 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 save the flammable ammo
Lyrical and I`m off the top
Rep that West till I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe boys
New gold Rolls Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the sole way you can catch me
I`m top seed, I pop green at my speed
So follow me, if you haven`t seen the phenomenom
I speak fast as Lamborghini`s in Ramadan

[Hook]

[Outro]
I advise you close it down
Pack your `ish and turning around
Because tonight, we run this town
So let your feet, still swiftly hit the ground

[Ludacris]
We too severe for the World