Furiously Dangerous

LudacrisLudacris 

Follow 5 fans

Ludacris

Christopher Brian Bridges (born September 11, 1977), better known by his stage name Ludacris, is an American rapper, entrepreneur and actor. Along with his manager, Chaka Zulu, Ludacris is the co-founder of Disturbing tha Peace, an imprint distributed by Def Jam Recordings. Ludacris has won a Screen Actors Guild, Critic's Choice, MTV, and three Grammy Awards during his career. Along with fellow Atlantans Big Boi and Andre 3000 of OutKast, Ludacris was one of the first and most influential Dirty South artists to achieve mainstream success. more »

Year:

2011

4:04

282 Views

Playlists:

#2

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer

We’re so furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
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 zeros
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 jumping, or playing double dutch
I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts

Let me tell this to the people not understanding my moxie
Animal, watch me
If you think it’s tangible, stop me
But then I hit ‘em 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 GM, what you want to trade slugs with him for?
While you cuffin ‘em all, I’m stuffing her jaw
Then leave em for you to rebound Kevin Love on the boards
Dog, you and your skill retard hard from of our squad
I put you on a crash course in a smart car
Gon' speeding not relying on the brake pad
The car you should only drive on the race track
So the lyings bout your feelings and your Maybach
Are ghost tails for the Phantoms face facts
We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse and payback
In the shape of a tat, you done faded to black
Go

Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous

I went from eating top ramin 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 and rep ? in my honor
Writ in my honor 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
Your man like a black man tryna' get re-elected
He ain't get it, did he?

Sticking it to the pedal
Pedal to the floor
Just whipping 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 na na
Just when you think it stop na na na na na
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, ? to the jaw
Yeah I’m off the block
This ain't work, homie, I’m off the clock
I’m a syllable, Hannibal, killer cannibal
With a mechanical mandible to deliver the flammable
Ammo, lyrical animal off the top
Rep that West till I walk with Pac
We the two point 0 boys, Tiz, Crook, and Joe, Royce
New ghost Rolls Royce, pulled off the lot
Cock me, the only way you can stop me
I’m top seed, I pop green at mach speed
So watch me, if you haven’t seen the phenomenon
I spit fast as Lamborghini’s and Ramadan

We’re so furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
Furiously dangerous
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

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer