Briggs - So Dangerous текст песни

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I break it down baby x2, something like this
I break it down baby x2, so dangerous]]
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Host is up in this cluster-fuck
Looking rough as guts, to cold to touch
It’s every mother fucker from the back of the bar
If you heard that *whats up* your supposed to duck
Again, one born and the trigger is back
Get faded in the purple haze pick-up the slack
In the back-room chatting *whats the deal with T*
Fuck the luxury it ain’t that much to me
I keep, white knuckles on the edge of your seat
Gritting your teeth, sweating to scared to sleep
Feeling like you’ve been there for weeks
Sitting in the chair with a blank stare they compare with Briggs
Concepts, Jimmy Hendrix box set, no nonsense
Get it right even hella tight, *for years*
Did it to death brought it back to life, did it again
So, rock the meds in the hospital bed
Grab a handful son, doing some led
He’s gonna vomit again
[[I break it down baby x2, something like this
I break it down baby x2, so dangerous]]
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I break it down baby x2
They say writing rhymes is liking running track
Another verse, another star, another lap
You running from whatever, but keep running back
Tugging at the sleeves and plea for another track
She in love with her oscar and Briggs like *sup with that*
One look she shook and I don’t know what’s ups with that
Try your luck with me bella
[[I break it down baby x2, something like this
I break it down baby x2, so dangerous]]
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Mister, maggot take on a ride, or get, fucked, bro
Its paper on plastic, rolling into centerlink, jump suits matching
TAFE form filled out, its time for some action
They call me the milkman, sheppard and fact shit
The livery in imminent, especially with them women
This suckers getting mad for real, because they looking at their kid
And they seeing the Briggs, ha so what it is
I say that’s a given, thank the wits for the vision
Even saun P, listen I got style, that’s what’s missing
Skip the open mic night, kick back and mind
If it ain’t one thing its the mother fucking other
Word up to the Barry and the Danny and the suffa
But there ain’t no oscar for getting in my hood
[I break it down baby x2, something like this
I break it down baby x2, so dangerous]