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Artists:

Razor · Stepping Stones · Bushman · Bushman


Albums:

Stepping Razor (Stratovarius) · Bushman Song (John Stubblefield) · Bushman Sings the Bush Doctor: A Tribute to Peter Tosh (Buju Banton) · Stepping Out (Diana Krall) · Stepping Stones [Bonus DVD] (Muddy Waters) · Stepping into the Light (Peg Algar) · Stepping Out (Diana Krall) · Stepping Stone (Lari White) · Looking Back, Stepping Forward (Ron Kearns) · Stepping Out (Red Garland) – and 83 other albums »


dangerous, dangerous 

I'm like a stepping razor, walking by
I'm dangerous, dangerous 

If you wanna live 
Treat me good 
Warning you if you wanna live,
dangerous, dangerous 

I'm like a stepping razor, walking by
I'm dangerous, dangerous 

If you wanna live 
Treat me good 
Warning you if you wanna live,
dangerous, dangerous 

I'm like a stepping razor, walking by
I'm dangerous, dangerous 

If you wanna live 
Treat me good 
Warning you if you wanna live,
Frostbit fingertips caress the razor's edge
Cold ideals implanting themselves inside my head
Inadvertent gestures given effortlessly by my limbs
Frostbit fingertips caress the razor's edge
Cold ideals implanting themselves inside my head
Inadvertent gestures given effortlessly by my limbs
Picture out the window is razor sharp
Horizontal lines stretch out so far
Reach out for a hand in the dark

Watching all the colors drifting by
It wasn't really nothin'
I was just trying to have some fun
I let my guard down, I just turned 'round
Someone slashed me with a razor tongue
It's
game tight so short like a razor blade
Afraid of who is what you ask me
Just because you got your mac10 ready to blast me
And pass me up as if you
Our lungs are filled with the purple from the jungle
Never fumble, got the work right by the grundel
Twin dick-sucks for me and my son
That's
I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp
I live life like the captain of a sinking ship
The one thing that I can guarantee
I'm like a stepping razor
another person for loving something so much it hurts the stomach

Living by the blood in my neck
With a bulls eye tatted on the back of my head
I never
your hand or crack your head, boy we don't bar none hold up

Sharp as a razor blade, bitch don't step on my shoes
You out your mind, thinking I won't