[{"id":37326482,"name":"Danger Zone","trackName":"Danger Zone","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"The Danger Zone","duration":259.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\nGambling runs rampant in Harlem\nAll types of evils and vices that terrified our community\nRun rampant in Harlem\n\nThe microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\nSendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\nL's the nigga that crime follows\nI'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n\nI beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\nI sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\nAlways sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\nSome nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n\nI jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\nPut his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\nI'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\nSatan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\nFront and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\nI run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\nIn the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\nEvery Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\nFuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n\nEvery minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\nWon't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\nI use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\nI'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n\nI'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\nTo snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\nAnd I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\nThe Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\nI'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\nBe wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\nCan I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49]Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59]Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72]All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03]Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88]The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65]Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84]L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30]I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69]I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72]I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38]Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85]Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72]I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51]Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42]I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19]Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77]Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05]I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28]I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26]In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98]Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04]Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98]Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32]Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35]I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16]I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31]I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85]To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95]And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63]The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38]I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04]Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65]I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65]Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37]I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62]It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41]I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61]I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34]A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76]I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72]And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32]And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23]Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62]Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37]But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62]You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:53.89]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:58.44]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:58.69]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[03:01.57]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[03:04.38]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Danger Zone\n  artist: Big L\n  album: The Danger Zone\n  duration_ms: 259187\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n  start_ms: 2490\n  end_ms: 5590\n- text: Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n  start_ms: 5590\n  end_ms: 6720\n- text: All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n  start_ms: 6720\n  end_ms: 11030\n- text: Run rampant in Harlem\n  start_ms: 11030\n  end_ms: 11880\n- text: The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n  start_ms: 11880\n  end_ms: 13650\n- text: Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n  start_ms: 13650\n  end_ms: 16840\n- text: L's the nigga that crime follows\n  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No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.32] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:03.05] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.33] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:10.42] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.64] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:14.20] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:17.31] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.31] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:22.82] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:26.03] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:28.49] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.88] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.77] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.05] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.50] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.03] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.14] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:47.66] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:50.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:53.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.00] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.79] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:01.96] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.94] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:07.39] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.09] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:13.13] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.80] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:18.76] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:21.39] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.37] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.79] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.84] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.30] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.11] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:37.89] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:40.61] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:43.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.20] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:48.93] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.75] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.60] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:57.32] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.12] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.35] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:06.12] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:09.06] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:12.10] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.59] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.45] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.18] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.39] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:25.65] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.15] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:31.74] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.64] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.24] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.38] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.14] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:44.91] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.77] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.42] Where no 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flav, and I was down with the crime wave\nNow it's time saved, yo, 'cause now I'm a rhyme slave\nIn '87 I sold cracks, collected some dough stacks\nHold gats, a joker got his soul taxed\nN O rated, rappers you no made it\nTell the terra to rotate it, his raps are gold plated\nThis nigga Terra is past butter, sharp like a glass cutter\nAss brother, I leave your rhyme trash gutter\nI'm more rare, the MC in this warfare\nPut you in a morgue where it's too late for that Lord prayer\nPower struck, Terra drops the follow up\nSour luck, niggas got and popped and swallow nuts\nFor those that don't know, yo, I'm Herb Mcgruff\nI'm on some murder stuff\nAnd when I talk every word is ruff\nFront on this and get beat bad\nWith big bats that bruise, break bones\nThen wind up bloody in a bodybag\nMC's are live, but I'm mad liver\nAiyo, my rhymes are more funky than a Afghan cab driver\nStep to this and get sliced with ease\nAte up like rice and peas\n(Herb, can you fight?)\nYo, I'm nice with these\nAsk the nigga in my last 'bout\nHe thought I just was on some gun shit, I had to knock his ass out\nMicrophones I gotta tear\nPeace to big l, straight from Hell\nI'm the fuck up outta here\nAiyo, it's time to get drastic, but God bless the fantastic\nHerb passed it, now I melt the mic like it's plastic\nI rag crews 'cause I'm bad news\nIn a mad move I'm servin' brothers quicker than fast food\nStep to this and get your body blown\n'Cause I'm a nomaticom for poems I slide the hotties home\nHere's some advice, I'm mad nice\nAiyo, I'm quick to lick the mag twice and cold take a fag's life\nMy swellin' melon got niggas jealin'\nAiyo, fuck bribes, I'm takin' niggas lives like a felon\nYo, I bust chumps like a glock 10, when I drops in\nThe top ten is rocked when it's locked in\nI just abuse the flow, don't need a fuse to blow\nBruise the groove slow, when I rhyme I just kill the show\nI got lines that's deeper than a jail\nBeen no frail, kids get nailed and read Braille when they 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nothin' but lead\nBoom, bye, bye, dem find another batty boy dead\nIn backyard alleys, but I call 'em crackyard valleys\nAnd I pack more rallys than riots back in cali\nAnd people wanna know the reason why I blow my fuse\nI'm in a daze and I'm so confused\nFrom seein' heads shake so many times the lead make\nAnd Mike Boogie's next up, and keep my head straight\nI should never rhyme 'cause every time I step into a contest\nKids evacuate the premises like it's a bomb threat\n'Cause they know when I start droppin' poems\nThat I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones and\nSendin' niggas, hoppin' home\nWord to god, it's kinda hard for a fag to touch this\nSo if you're comin' to see me, nigga, bring a cask' and crutches\nAnd niggas, I dont' need a gun for you, none of you\n'Cause I can kill you dead with the lead from my no 2\nAnd it's death in every paragraph\nAnd niggas learn when I burn they muthafuckin' ass to ash\nNo need to question am I nice, 'cause it's a fact, friend\nI shoot the gift like santa clause with a mac 10\nAnd niggas ain't half as nice, so they get sacrificed\nAnd sent to the afterlife, they ain't no match for Mike\nNow I'm bout to skate in a rush, just finished makin' it tough\nPeace to big l, aiyo, 8 is enough\nTrue, true\nAnd before I get up outta here\nI gotta say peace to D whiz and short man\nBrothers that was there since the beginning\nWhat's up to rockin' wheel from the hard pack crew\nPeace to mase murder and the B B O crew\nThe best out crew, the M and M crew\nAnd all the other crews that's representin' in Harlem\nYou know what I'm sayin'? And last but not least\nI gotta say peace to the 139th street N F L crew\nMy crew, word up","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 8 Is Enuff (Demo Version) (Feat. 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thous'\n  Well, I'm flav, and I was down with the crime wave\n  Now it's time saved, yo, 'cause now I'm a rhyme slave\n  In '87 I sold cracks, collected some dough stacks\n  Hold gats, a joker got his soul taxed\n  N O rated, rappers you no made it\n  Tell the terra to rotate it, his raps are gold plated\n  This nigga Terra is past butter, sharp like a glass cutter\n  Ass brother, I leave your rhyme trash gutter\n  I'm more rare, the MC in this warfare\n  Put you in a morgue where it's too late for that Lord prayer\n  Power struck, Terra drops the follow up\n  Sour luck, niggas got and popped and swallow nuts\n  For those that don't know, yo, I'm Herb Mcgruff\n  I'm on some murder stuff\n  And when I talk every word is ruff\n  Front on this and get beat bad\n  With big bats that bruise, break bones\n  Then wind up bloody in a bodybag\n  MC's are live, but I'm mad liver\n  Aiyo, my rhymes are more funky than a Afghan cab driver\n  Step to this and get sliced with ease\n  Ate up like rice and peas\n  (Herb, can you fight?)\n  Yo, I'm nice with these\n  Ask the nigga in my last 'bout\n  He thought I just was on some gun shit, I had to knock his ass out\n  Microphones I gotta tear\n  Peace to big l, straight from Hell\n  I'm the fuck up outta here\n  Aiyo, it's time to get drastic, but God bless the fantastic\n  Herb passed it, now I melt the mic like it's plastic\n  I rag crews 'cause I'm bad news\n  In a mad move I'm servin' brothers quicker than fast food\n  Step to this and get your body blown\n  'Cause I'm a nomaticom for poems I slide the hotties home\n  Here's some advice, I'm mad nice\n  Aiyo, I'm quick to lick the mag twice and cold take a fag's life\n  My swellin' melon got niggas jealin'\n  Aiyo, fuck bribes, I'm takin' niggas lives like a felon\n  Yo, I bust chumps like a glock 10, when I drops in\n  The top ten is rocked when it's locked in\n  I just abuse the flow, don't need a fuse to blow\n  Bruise the groove slow, when I rhyme I just kill the show\n  I got lines that's deeper than a jail\n  Been no frail, kids get nailed and read Braille when they fail\n  Yeah, ain't I nasty, too nasty to trash me\n  Bash me, aiyo, that's dead, so don't ask me\n  You'd get bumped off if beef ever jumped off\n  I never come soft, I gotta pump that sawed off\n  And when I let slugs out, you will get rugged out\n  For dissin', you come up missin' like a cup scout\n  Rappers be funny like flesh, 'cause they section's 80 slaughter, son\n  Talk about nines and tecs, and never shot a watergun\n  But Killa Kam, I get erratic when it comes to static\n  There you have it, a trigger fanatic with a automatic\n  Increase the peace that cease 'cause once I release\n  My crew from the east, we leavin' at least\n  20 police deceased, it's the beast on attack\n  So make tracks, I break backs\n  I jack with def gats and black macs\n  On lennox ave ain't no light looks, you fight crooks\n  Left and right hooks, if you front, get your life took\n  I'm havin' nail sharp pains in my brain like a hellraiser\n  I'm blazin' trails from jail cells, so a trailblazer\n  Who find crime and fill the nine with nothin' but lead\n  Boom, bye, bye, dem find another batty boy dead\n  In backyard alleys, but I call 'em crackyard valleys\n  And I pack more rallys than riots back in cali\n  And people wanna know the reason why I blow my fuse\n  I'm in a daze and I'm so confused\n  From seein' heads shake so many times the lead make\n  And Mike Boogie's next up, and keep my head straight\n  I should never rhyme 'cause every time I step into a contest\n  Kids evacuate the premises like it's a bomb threat\n  'Cause they know when I start droppin' poems\n  That I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones and\n  Sendin' niggas, hoppin' home\n  Word to god, it's kinda hard for a fag to touch this\n  So if you're comin' to see me, nigga, bring a cask' and crutches\n  And niggas, I dont' need a gun for you, none of you\n  'Cause I can kill you dead with the lead from my no 2\n  And it's death in every paragraph\n  And niggas learn when I burn they muthafuckin' ass to ash\n  No need to question am I nice, 'cause it's a fact, friend\n  I shoot the gift like santa clause with a mac 10\n  And niggas ain't half as nice, so they get sacrificed\n  And sent to the afterlife, they ain't no match for Mike\n  Now I'm bout to skate in a rush, just finished makin' it tough\n  Peace to big l, aiyo, 8 is enough\n  True, true\n  And before I get up outta here\n  I gotta say peace to D whiz and short man\n  Brothers that was there since the beginning\n  What's up to rockin' wheel from the hard pack crew\n  Peace to mase murder and the B B O crew\n  The best out crew, the M and M crew\n  And all the other crews that's representin' in Harlem\n  You know what I'm sayin'? And last but not least\n  I gotta say peace to the 139th street N F L crew\n  My crew, word up\n"},{"id":232577,"name":"Danger Zone","trackName":"Danger Zone","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous","duration":217.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\nGambling runs rampant in Harlem\nAll types of evils and vices that terrified our community\nRun rampant in Harlem\n\nThe microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\nSendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\nL's the nigga that crime follows\nI'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n\nI beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\nI sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\nAlways sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\nSome nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n\nI jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\nPut his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\nI'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\nSatan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\nFront and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\nI run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\nIn the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\nEvery Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\nFuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n\nEvery minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\nWon't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\nI use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\nI'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n\nI'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\nTo snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\nAnd I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\nThe Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\nI'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\nBe wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\nCan I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\n  I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n  It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\n  I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n  I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n  A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n  I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\n  And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n  And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n  Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n  Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n  But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n  You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n"},{"id":19707900,"name":"Danger Zone","trackName":"Danger Zone","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"1000 Greatest Hip-Hop & Rap Songs","duration":258.568,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\nGambling runs rampant in Harlem\nAll types of evils and vices that terrified our community\nRun rampant in Harlem\n\nThe microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\nSendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\nL's the nigga that crime follows\nI'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n\nI beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\nI sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\nAlways sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\nSome nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n\nI jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\nPut his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\nI'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\nSatan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\nFront and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\nI run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\nIn the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\nEvery Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\nFuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n\nEvery minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\nWon't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\nI use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\nI'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n\nI'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\nTo snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\nAnd I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\nThe Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\nI'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\nBe wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\nCan I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:09.06] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:12.10] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.59] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.45] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.18] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.39] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:25.65] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.15] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:31.74] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.64] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.24] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.38] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.14] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:44.91] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.77] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.42] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\n  I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n  It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\n  I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n  I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n  A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n  I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\n  And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n  And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n  Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n  Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n  But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n  You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n"},{"id":9467079,"name":"Danger Zone","trackName":"Danger Zone","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"Lifestylez Ov Da Poor and Dangerous","duration":217.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\nGambling runs rampant in Harlem\nAll types of evils and vices that terrified our community\nRun rampant in Harlem\n\nThe microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\nSendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\nL's the nigga that crime follows\nI'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n\nI beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\nI sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\nAlways sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\nSome nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n\nI jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\nPut his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\nI'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\nSatan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\nFront and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\nI run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\nIn the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\nEvery Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\nFuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n\nEvery minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\nWon't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\nI use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\nI'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n\nI'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\nTo snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\nAnd I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\nThe Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\nI'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\nBe wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\nCan I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.32] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:03.05] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.33] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:10.42] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.64] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:14.20] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:17.31] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.31] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:22.82] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:26.03] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:28.49] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.88] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.77] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.05] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.50] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.03] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.14] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:47.66] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:50.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:53.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.00] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.79] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:01.96] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.94] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:07.39] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.09] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:13.13] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.80] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:18.76] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:21.39] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.37] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.79] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.84] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.30] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.11] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:37.89] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:40.61] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:43.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.20] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:48.93] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.75] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.60] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:57.32] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.12] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.35] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:06.12] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:09.06] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:12.10] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.59] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.45] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.18] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.39] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:25.65] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.15] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:31.74] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.64] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.24] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.38] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.14] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:44.91] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.77] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.42] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59] Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72] All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03] Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88] The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65] Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84] L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30] I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69] I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72] I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38] Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85] Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72] I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51] Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42] I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19] Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77] Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05] I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28] I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26] In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98] Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04] Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98] Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32] Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35] I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16] I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31] I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85] To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95] And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63] The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38] I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04] Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65] I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65] Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37] I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62] It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41] I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61] I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34] A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76] I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72] And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32] And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23] Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62] Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37] But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62] You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83] Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88] 'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25] Where no 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No bitch, I'm off duty\nI'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\nIt ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\nI keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\nI never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\nA beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\nI'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\nAnd my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\nAnd gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\nAiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\nThen they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\nBut I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\nYou spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49]Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:05.59]Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n[00:06.72]All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n[00:11.03]Run rampant in Harlem\n[00:11.88]The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n[00:13.65]Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n[00:16.84]L's the nigga that crime follows\n[00:19.30]I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n[00:21.69]I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n[00:25.72]I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n[00:29.38]Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n[00:30.85]Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n[00:33.72]I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n[00:36.51]Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n[00:39.42]I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n[00:42.19]Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n[00:45.77]Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n[00:48.05]I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n[00:51.04]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:52.61]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[00:56.35]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[00:58.30]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:00.28]I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n[01:04.26]In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n[01:06.98]Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n[01:10.04]Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n[01:12.98]Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n[01:15.32]Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n[01:19.35]I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n[01:22.16]I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n[01:24.31]I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n[01:26.85]To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n[01:29.95]And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n[01:32.63]The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n[01:35.38]I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n[01:38.04]Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n[01:41.29]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:44.42]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:46.24]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:49.18]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:51.45]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[01:54.33]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[01:56.43]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:00.58]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:03.65]I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n[02:05.65]Can I get your autograph L? 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No bitch, I'm off duty\n  I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n  It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\n  I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n  I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n  A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n  I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\n  And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n  And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n  Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n  Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n  But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n  You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n"},{"id":38822965,"name":"Danger Zone","trackName":"Danger Zone","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"Top 250 of the Greatest Hip-Hop and Rap Songs Pt. 2","duration":258.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\nGambling runs rampant in Harlem\nAll types of evils and vices that terrified our community\nRun rampant in Harlem\n\nThe microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\nSendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\nL's the nigga that crime follows\nI'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n\nI beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\nI sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\nAlways sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\nSome nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n\nI jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\nPut his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\nI'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\nSatan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\nFront and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\nI run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\nIn the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\nEvery Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\nFuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n\nEvery minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\nWon't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\nI use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\nI'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n\nI'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\nTo snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\nAnd I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\nThe Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\nI'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\nBe wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\nWhere no man can withstand or hold his own\n\nI keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\nCan I get your autograph L? 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No bitch, I'm off duty\n[02:08.37]I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n[02:11.62]It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n[02:14.41]I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n[02:17.61]I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n[02:20.34]A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n[02:22.76]I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n[02:27.72]And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n[02:28.32]And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n[02:32.23]Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n[02:33.62]Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n[02:36.37]But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n[02:39.62]You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n[02:42.83]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:45.83]Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n[02:47.88]'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n[02:50.25]Where no man can withstand 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No bitch, I'm off duty\n  start_ms: 125630\n  end_ms: 128310\n- text: I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n  start_ms: 128310\n  end_ms: 131640\n- text: It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n  start_ms: 131640\n  end_ms: 134480\n- text: I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n  start_ms: 134480\n  end_ms: 137600\n- text: I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n  start_ms: 137600\n  end_ms: 140380\n- text: A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n  start_ms: 140380\n  end_ms: 142780\n- text: I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n  start_ms: 142780\n  end_ms: 147750\n- text: And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n  start_ms: 147750\n  end_ms: 148340\n- text: And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n  start_ms: 148340\n  end_ms: 152290\n- text: Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n  start_ms: 152290\n  end_ms: 153650\n- text: Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n  start_ms: 153650\n  end_ms: 156310\n- text: But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n  start_ms: 156310\n  end_ms: 159690\n- text: You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n  start_ms: 159690\n  end_ms: 162850\n- text: '''Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone'\n  start_ms: 162850\n  end_ms: 165820\n- text: Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  start_ms: 165820\n  end_ms: 167820\n- text: '''Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone'\n  start_ms: 167820\n  end_ms: 170240\n- text: Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  start_ms: 170240\n  end_ms: 173880\n- text: '''Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone'\n  start_ms: 173880\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 178680\n- text: '''Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone'\n  start_ms: 178680\n  end_ms: 181540\n- text: Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  start_ms: 181540\n  end_ms: 184340\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 184340\nplain: |-\n  Stealing runs rampant in Harlem\n  Gambling runs rampant in Harlem\n  All types of evils and vices that terrified our community\n  Run rampant in Harlem\n\n  The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it\n  Sendin' poems to have them fagots diggin' hoes like Reverend Swaggart\n  L's the nigga that crime follows\n  I'm hittin' fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles\n\n  I beat chumps 'til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks\n  I sex chicks, I'll even fuck a dead bitch\n  Always sprayin' Tecs, because I be stayin' vexed\n  Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin' threats\n\n  I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin'\n  Put his brains in the street now you can see what he was just thinkin'\n  I'm chokin' enemies 'til they start turnin' pale\n  Satan said I'm learnin' well, Big L's gonna burn in hell\n  Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard\n  I run with a thievin' squad, and none of us believe in God\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n  I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six\n  In the mix, straight from H E-double hockey sticks\n  Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray\n  Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil son's way\n\n  Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man\n  Won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up\n  I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel\n  I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill\n\n  I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type\n  To snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ\n  And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest\n  The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address\n  I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids\n  Be wakin' up cryin', yellin', Mommy Big L is comin' to get me\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n  I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin' up\n  Can I get your autograph L? No bitch, I'm off duty\n  I'm breakin' hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks\n  It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts\n\n  I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged\n  I never wear rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, fuck it\n  A beef with me, you better prevent it 'cause in a minute\n  I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented\n\n  And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed\n  And gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob'\n  Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L\n  Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L\n  But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special Ed so I suggest\n  You spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweatsuit red\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n  'Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the danger zone\n  Where no man can withstand or hold his own\n"}]