Furious Five (feat. Ludacris, Royce da 5'9)

[Chorus - Chamillionaire]

Cause I'm lyrically so dangerous, yeaa

You don't want no problems, you don't want no problems

Ya'll know I'm so dangerous. mmmm

You don't want no problems, you don't want no problems

[Ludacris]

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 shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts

[Chamillionaire]

Haha, hold up

Ludacris they are Ludacris think I'm luda this

Rep the dirty all across the world I polluted it

Suafist and a hollow point through ya head

Hope ya get the point it don't really matter who ya is

Nowadays they be snitching and they so smooth

Defaquit your vocals like it's pro tools

Sposed to keep it real but they don't you

Know you get the blame when the police is who he spoke to

Diabolical shoot at your and turn your molecules

Into particals how you really thinkin I'm a lose

Comical money only reason I'm a move

They'll anounce that I made a killin like obama news

3 stories but the truth really never told

3 stories in the condo I never know

Who I goota kill to get a bomm docks episode

With shakira shaking what she got in a leapered robe

Play no games like I never got a token

My money counter just be going through the motions

Give me my jim carey mask cause I'm smokin

Always bein a boss what the hell is a promotion

Anything less than the best is insulting

Gold toilest I be pissing like a sultan

I hope ya got geicko I leave ya broken

I'm taking bout the mic I see the lizard and I show him

[Chorus]

Cause I'm lyrically so dangerous, yeaa

You don't want no problems, you don't want no problems

Ya'll know I'm so dangerous. mmmm

You don't want no problems, you don't want no problems

[Royce Da 5'9"]

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 bitch I'm bonker, 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 glass,

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?

[Joell Ortiz]

[?] 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 bass 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 bont be mad at least everything you speak is...

I can't think 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 deliver 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 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 Lamborghini's in Ramadan

[Chorus]

Cause I'm lyrically so dangerous, yeaa

You don't want no problems, you don't want no problems

Ya'll know I'm so dangerous. mmmm

You don't want no problems, you don't want no problems