C-murder - Constantly In Danger Lyrics
[c-murder]Constantly in danger, shit, trouble always seems to find me.Constantly in danger, I cant stay away from this shitConstantly in danger, to crime I aint no strangerTest me, damn sure Im gonna bang yaIve been known to do what I gotta doI hang with a hardass crew called truMother*****ing feds, they wanna plotThey really think a nigga open up shopI make millions, huh, off of wordsI aint got time to scold gs off of burbsBulletproof vest on my chestAnd bulletproof windshields to catch the restOf a punkass nigga mutha*****a roundAint that cold, a nigga sware I had eight poundsI keep an eye on my rear viewMy money bigger, huh, so I got a bigger gun tooI keep a nine with me, if you want me come get meYou shoot first ***** you better hit meI keep a close eye on a strangerNigga, heh, cause Im constantly in danger[chorus]The world is mine cause Im in it, and danger means no limitThe world is mine, fool, cause Im in it, my veins pump no limitThe world is mine cause Im in it, and danger means no limit[mia-x]Anamocity, got them haters plottin and got them feds watchinTryin to twist a ***** up in knotsWith that he said she said pointing at meTrying to connect the dots, get me locked up for consperacyNow who that say she knew that, said she did thatWith that nigga that got tru on his bizzackForget that, you so legit black, we hard to get at so get backCause its a fizzact that we gonna shizzatDollars, those down from day one we gonna hollerDevour those in our path shots followKnock ya dick in the guts, nigga trustMomma bust behind a cream bills, smoke in God we trustAnd its a must I represent for my tank dogsUs against the world so when we come get out the way yallSoldier boys and one girl down for a freefallThe industry strangle us, tru, always live in dangerChorus[c-murder]Constantly I keep an eye on my enemiesIm having dreams of a mother*****er bury meI wont rest till I make a ***** nigga bleedIm gettin paid by the gat and the triple beamAll my love is for the thugs on the blockEvil thoughts keep telling me to bust on the copsBullet wounds in my back keep me paranoidIm hearing gunshots, ducking behind carsWill I end up in the grave or the penetentary?Oh god, dont let the reaper capture meI started off as a street thugConvicted felon with tatooes and street bloodA second chance when I came back to lifeNiggas dying if I think they aint down rightMy mother*****ing pain turn to angerNigga, Im constantly in danger
