Letras:
Damn Dangerous

: [feat. Kid Cudi] First Floor Room Sixteen Smells like danger (let's go) Even better (let's go) Set your goals Bless our souls I'm in trouble (yes,

make you believe that it's gold Lies child, all that you're told Is just what you shall know When they 'know' we are evil We're strangers And danger

underground, the rebel, a lower level They came to see the maniac psychopath The critics heard of me, and the aftermath I don't give a damn and it shows

and with tha stainless steel [???], we cut shit up flash and blast a nigga with tha quickness cock tha four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this damn

underground, the rebel, a lower level They came to see the maniac psychopath The critics heard of me, and the aftermath I don't give a damn and it shows

all around you It's the best reality show Oh, in the company of the privileged and the nearly damned Mixing like a cocktail of your spirit slam In the danger

velvet glove Seems like a touch A touch too much Seems like a touch A touch too much Too much for my body, too much for my brain This damn woman's gonna

now I'm watchin fo' them damn injuns, They like to catch up then they rob -n- split. I'll be a rootin' tootin' shootin' damn fool, protectin' my chips

halfway You know me, somebody will surely owe me When it comes to respect, I only put my family before me And the beat ridin, oh so slowly, but surely And you in danger