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what are you smokin' - dangerous dame lyrics

[verse 1]
let the games begin
dangerous dame is in effect
coming correct, putting suckers in check
with a rhyme, a funky rhyme, that was made by me and my dj, dope c*u*t
standing on the stage, i’m strictly business
if it ain’t hip hop, then what the h*ll is this?
some kind of fad that was born to fade? nah
it’s here forever cause we all getting paid, right?
so let the rhyme go and let the bass go
turn up the treble, increase the volumе level
cause damе’s about to get on the mic
and ax and tax the suckers who thought i had lacked the average rap
the flow, the clear speaking, the dope rhymes
the soul of the drum roll, and funky bassline
sticking out suckers as they come
i never wanna battle, it’s because they wanna get some
i’m not a joke, but yes, i am dope, my dj is too, that’s why he has the name, so
why don’t you dance and listen to the hip hopper, sucker stopper
popping like reichbacher
you thing that you can hang?

[interlude: record scratching * too $hort sample]
(what are you smokin?)
(what are you smokin?)
(what are you smokin?)
(what are you smokin?)
[verse 2]
think of all the lyrics i made, all the places i played
all the times i got paid, all the suckers i slayed
i’m a veteran, making what you like
from the pen to the paper to the mouth to the mic
dame keeps growin, dame keeps flowin
smooth as a pool table, rhyme keeps rollin…just like a ball
knocking over all suckers who had the nerve and gall to step up to me
huh, they must be crazy
give him first punch and the punk won’t faze me
cause i’m the type of brother that is strong to survive
always rough, standing tough, never taking a dive
cause the rhyme is my heart, and the mic is my soul
to be a funky great rapper is dangerous dame’s goal
so i’ma keep on trucking while the suckas keep sucking
cause the fire that i’m shooting is opposite to nothing
cause it’s more something
the music keeps bumpin
the album is pumpin with the title song jumpin
suckas all around, just wishing they could
but they will never, cause i will always be good
no matter how old i may get to be, i will never be defeated by a sucka mc
that’s the way that i feel, that’s the way i’ll remain
to make it kinda hard to defeat the dame
some sucka said he did, he musta be jokin
you said you beat the dame?
[interlude: record scratching * too $hort sample]
(what are you smokin?)
(what are you smokin?)
(what are you smokin?)

[verse 3]
lyrical*wise i despise of all the sucka mcs
who thought that the dame would freeze

but i’m still in the fast lane, burning rubber on your brain
because the “dangerous” is part of the name
that i gotta live up to, for suckers just like you
i come from the new school and you’re from the through school
saying you can rhyme, but you don’t even know
how to get up to the microphone and do a good flow
cause if you did, you’d be rapper, but you can’t, so you’re not
if you’re mad and wanna fight, then drop the mic, and let’s box
dangerous dame is just a rapper coming straight from the heart
letting all you sucka mcs know that rap is an art
cause you gotta be a mack to pull, know how to pack it full
you’re just a lowercase and i’m a capital…letter
which means i’m bigger and better
you defeat the dame boy? i think never
cause i’m too strong to let it happen, my friend
and if you try it, you won’t be rapping again
cause then i’ll begin just to do what i do best
and that’s to put a sucka mc to rest
cause he thought i was less than a excellent mc
man, i hate it when they underestimate me
it makes me mad, it p*sses me off
i rhyme hard to make a sucka feel soft like a baby
crying, cause i won’t let up
and make him think about it “man, i shoulda shut up”
but, you kept talking and placing me below you
i had to let the people know it wasn’t true
cause i’ll avoid a battle any way that it is possible
but if you push me, boy? then i’m have to go
so, prepare to lose and take it like a good sport
get outta town, i’ll take you to the airport
i have to tell ya, don’t feel ashamed
there’s been many victims of the dangerous dame
you know you couldn’t beat a big mack from oakland!
[outro: dangerous dame and too $hort sample]
said you beat the dame?
(what are you smokin?)

- dangerous dame lyrics

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