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Mystikal & Nivea - Rhymes Galore • Strike 3 - Danger (Been So Long)
Rhymes Galore • Strike 3
Disc 1
01. In The Air Tonite
02. Get Ur Freak On
03. Danger (Been So Long)
04. Trife Thieves
05. Cold As Ice
06. Hot
07. Must Be Bobby
08. Breadwinner
09. Hot Shit
10. Bigacts Littleacts
11. Open
12. All I Need Is You
13. Let's Git Doe
14. Best U Can
15. Girls
16. Living That Gansta Life
17. Bow Wow (That's My Name)
18. Snoops' Upside Ya Head
19. California Love
Disc 2
01. Schwule Mädchen
02. Flash For Ferris MC
03. Lass Uns Doch Freunde Sein
04. Discjockeys
05. Wir Ham's Drauf
06. Der Mob
07. Fühlt Es
08. Was Fühlst Du Dann
09. Was Nun?
10. Coup d'Etat
11. Rokinyablokz
12. Es Gibt Kein Vergleich
13. Sprechstunde
14. Hallo Hallo 2001
15. Gott Sei Dank (Was?)
16. Das A & O
17. Postwendend
18. Liebe Und Hass
19. Öffne Die Augen
You know what time it is nigga,
And you know who the fuck this is. DANGER!
DANGER! Get on the floor! The nigga right chea! Sing it!

Chorus:
Been so long (sing it!)
Since, he's been on
So please (get on the floor!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see

(Mystikal:)
Go tell the DJ to put my shit on
I'm keepin' you niggas and bitches in jump from the minute I get on
Taking they shit off, showing they tattoos,
Screamin, and hollerin' and all
Got the gift to come up with it,
Put it together, deliver it, make them feel it, bitch I been on!
Sharp! Like you pulled me out the pencil sharpener
Bad! Like that student in the principal's office
Put rappers in coffins
They dive like dolphins
I'm the? lyrical marvel? officer
Watch yourself!
Or fuck around and get beside yourself
I know! Go ahead though
Bounce them titties, shake ya ass, drop that pussy
Stay in line hoe
Fuck a think, cuz you can can
Cocked up, head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand
Leave that pussy smoking
If you gonna lose something
Then bend over, and bust that pussy open

Chorus x 2

(Mystikal)
My fuckin' concert line around the corner
Parking cars, niggas lookin' for they bitch, nothing on her!
You lookin' good momma
Why? Pshh, what's up homie?
Sirens, limousines, and the club owner
Ya bitch you!
If you late, ain't no getting in this bitch
Cuz it's filling up
Inside packed from the floor to the ceiling up
The building ain't big enough!
I'm backstage bouncing
Adrenalin building up!
The pussy cutter
Did I stutter?
The heart flooder
Make your woman drawers melt like butter
Down like Nelly
Hype like "Belly"
The rhyme seller!
Kick ass like Jim Kelly!
Stand up, round out, boot up and frown
Tell a nigga if he wanna try it
Then bitch come on down!
No sweat, no blood, no tears
And if I tell you it's the shit
Then BITCH THAT'S WHAT IT IS!

Chorus x 2

DANGER!
Talkin 'bout
DANGER!
Motherfucker look!
Get on the floor!
The nigga right chea!
DANGER!
(Motherfucker) Watch your back!
DANGER!
(Look look) Nigga what! (look look)
Get on the floor!
The nigga right chea!
Get 'em up!

Chorus x 2

DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLOOR!
THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA!
SING IT!
DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLOOR!
THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA!
HUH!
This is my motherfuckin' floor!