Dangerous Ground
Method Man"Dangerous Ground" is a song by Method Man, released in 1998 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:47 long and contains 96 lines and 688 words.
Lyrics
0:04Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yea yo
0:06Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
0:09All them real live motherf**kin niggaz step up front right now
0:12Its goin down
0:14One love to long island hempstead in my heart baby
0:17Shaolin what
0:20Come on come on ha
0:23Dangerous ground
0:24Tre pound seven spin around for my bredren the clouds come down
0:27War and peace I take it to the street
0:30Land shark on my lawn chop the thumbs off a thief
0:33And curse his first born is this thing on
0:35Send em to the children of the corn we the people
0:38See niggaz through the eye of the demon
0:40My lethal injection destroyin evil
0:42Hot nikkel private eye one pistol
0:45Aimin at your brain tissue do or die
0:48Said the spider to the fly could this one be tasty
0:50Like momma apple pie goodness johnny blaze me
0:52On the job like dick tracy
0:54Hit the cure for that ill sh*t like ben casey m d
0:58Symbolic thrill like God he shocked it
1:00Like a finger in a light socket too good to be forgotten
1:02In the rotten apple
1:03I kick dirt on your sand castle
1:04Check the flavor all natural
1:05（beat your feet）
1:06Hot niks son
1:07（heat-mizer）
1:09Before you get the main course
1:11（taste a appetizer）
1:13Submerged in the word
1:14Heavy headed verbal that smack you
1:16Mentally disturb you attack you
1:17Thirty-six chamb once again comin at you
1:20Young gun got the body snatch you observe
1:23Wise words you can only see through the third
1:25I fall way beyond the norm on the verb
1:27Shine on mental nourishment you can dine on
1:31Track yellin at me get yo arrow god
1:33Victory is hard regardless to whom or what
1:36They all movin targets allah
1:37Runnin through your house and your block party with rap shotty
1:41And hot rock the body body st bernards
1:43Couldn't save your entourage rap lobotomy
1:45Leave ya mentally scarred numb and possibly
1:48Dumb deaf and blind is it
1:50I kick the spine out the battery backs
1:52F**kin with mine keep it movin
1:53Now everybody just throw your hands in the （phone rings）
1:57What the f**k
1:57Peace - who this
1:58Mind detect mind I p l o your startin line
2:01Deep space nine
2:02Designed for knuckleheads who bust guns and throw signs
2:05Lets converse snatch the tap from your purse
2:07Body-surf on the verse head first
2:09Peep defeat b**ch street beat you down with the heat
2:11And you spazzed out spittin out teeth ain't nuttin peace
2:14Big boys don't destroy blunted zone pop steroid
2:1650 men convoy expensive wheres the big toy
2:19Rumble through the wasteland right hands on the silencer
2:2140 caliber city slicker staten islander
2:24Synchronized minds combine thoughts that motivate
2:26Don't perpetrate pass the blunt let it circulate
2:29Street politicians on a suicide mission
2:31Crime vision finger itchin from a scope-view position
2:34Dangerous ground
2:35Tre pound seven spin around for my bredren the cloud comes down
2:39Yo keep your eyes open
2:41Love potion number nine poetry in motion
2:43Knowledge me the seventh sign
2:44Scopin connivin infiltrate is most of mine
2:46Play em nonchalantly calmly expose the nine
2:49Push and get shoved what the f**k gods thinkin of
2:52Comin in the club wit that screwface actin up
2:54Is we men or mice bad moon risin
2:57We wild for the night
2:58Kill a skitzofrenic ni**a twice cuz-o
3:00Thats what happened when frontin on the shaol borough
3:02Island of staten we in here no fear
3:05Assault wit intent
3:07To kill your whole regiment its real
3:09Startin wit yo president duckin my dart gun
3:11Tear apart son - you don't want it then don't start none
3:14Blaze one with jonathon part man part fly
3:16Handle my b-i camouflauge like g i
3:18Fat like joe a day in the life
3:21Your money or your life thats the life
3:23Everybody can't afford ice in the struggle
3:25Tryin to eat right another day another hustle hustle hustle
3:35Dangerous ground
3:36Tre pound seven spin around for my bredren the clouds come down
3:40War and peace I take it to the street
3:42Land shark on my lawn chop the thumbs off a thief
3:47Motherf**ker
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yea yo Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo All them real live motherf**kin niggaz step up front right now Its goin down One love to long island hempstead in my heart baby Shaolin what Come on come on ha Dangerous ground Tre pound seven spin around for my bredren the clouds come down War and peace I take it to the street Land shark on my lawn chop the thumbs off a thief And curse his first born is this thing on Send em to the children of the corn we the people See niggaz through the eye of the demon My lethal injection destroyin evil Hot nikkel private eye one pistol Aimin at your brain tissue do or die Said the spider to the fly could this one be tasty Like momma apple pie goodness johnny blaze me On the job like dick tracy Hit the cure for that ill sh*t like ben casey m d Symbolic thrill like God he shocked it Like a finger in a light socket too good to be forgotten In the rotten apple I kick dirt on your sand castle Check the flavor all natural （beat your feet） Hot niks son （heat-mizer） Before you get the main course （taste a appetizer） Submerged in the word Heavy headed verbal that smack you Mentally disturb you attack you Thirty-six chamb once again comin at you Young gun got the body snatch you observe Wise words you can only see through the third I fall way beyond the norm on the verb Shine on mental nourishment you can dine on Track yellin at me get yo arrow god Victory is hard regardless to whom or what They all movin targets allah Runnin through your house and your block party with rap shotty And hot rock the body body st bernards Couldn't save your entourage rap lobotomy Leave ya mentally scarred numb and possibly Dumb deaf and blind is it I kick the spine out the battery backs F**kin with mine keep it movin Now everybody just throw your hands in the （phone rings） What the f**k Peace - who this Mind detect mind I p l o your startin line Deep space nine Designed for knuckleheads who bust guns and throw signs Lets converse snatch the tap from your purse Body-surf on the verse head first Peep defeat b**ch street beat you down with the heat And you spazzed out spittin out teeth ain't nuttin peace Big boys don't destroy blunted zone pop steroid 50 men convoy expensive wheres the big toy Rumble through the wasteland right hands on the silencer 40 caliber city slicker staten islander Synchronized minds combine thoughts that motivate Don't perpetrate pass the blunt let it circulate Street politicians on a suicide mission Crime vision finger itchin from a scope-view position Dangerous ground Tre pound seven spin around for my bredren the cloud comes down Yo keep your eyes open Love potion number nine poetry in motion Knowledge me the seventh sign Scopin connivin infiltrate is most of mine Play em nonchalantly calmly expose the nine Push and get shoved what the f**k gods thinkin of Comin in the club wit that screwface actin up Is we men or mice bad moon risin We wild for the night Kill a skitzofrenic ni**a twice cuz-o Thats what happened when frontin on the shaol borough Island of staten we in here no fear Assault wit intent To kill your whole regiment its real Startin wit yo president duckin my dart gun Tear apart son - you don't want it then don't start none Blaze one with jonathon part man part fly Handle my b-i camouflauge like g i Fat like joe a day in the life Your money or your life thats the life Everybody can't afford ice in the struggle Tryin to eat right another day another hustle hustle hustle Dangerous ground Tre pound seven spin around for my bredren the clouds come down War and peace I take it to the street Land shark on my lawn chop the thumbs off a thief Motherf**ker
Translation
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