Danger Times

Danger Times (Repeat) [Verse 1: Majesty] It's on, a dead body found wrapped in the carpet A healthy pretty baby found cryin' in the garbage Walk your dog, she pees on the sidewalk No movies no clubs, cause you're bound to get caught In a mix, runnin for your life, time to get home See somebody ... straight to the dome For no reason, death is still the season Everybody's scared, leave the body bleedin People runnin frantic, cause the shots are still ringin These damn thugs, just won't stop the gun slingin Havin fun in these days, you gotta wear a vest 1-2-5 in the summer's like the Wild West Something jump off A nigga cap, everybody cap Worst about it is every fuckin body's strapped All you can do is cross your fingers and hope you're lucky I say ... But if I'm ok when the shots stop, not laying in blood Hop in my ride, tryin to slide with the .... Dangerous times, dangerous days, dangerous nights Everywhere we go the danger's never out of sight Junior high school in 86 and 87 They had 38's and 94 is Mack 11's What the hell is going on God? Pass the indo What the hell they killing over Nintendo? I think the world is ending, and AIDS is the plague So you can die later if you don't die today Mothers cryin, can't understand it Their kids gone and he ain't even reach a man yet I try to free the hip hop when i write my lines But everytime i try, it ends up being crime time Go to school, go to the movies, go to the club, go to the store Turn on the news, its like were living in a war No one to trust, the cops are the fuckin crooks In these days, they ain't going by the books Proceed with caution, if you're not you're lost In these fucked up times they have no remorse in Get twisted, the last thing on your mind You got caught kid, living in these Danger Times [Chorus] [Verse 2: Stretch] Yo im riding through the back streets Pumpin black beats Stop where the niggas selling crack be Say w'sup to my neighborhood dealers Niggas rolling ... , local car stealers Narks cruising by, they wanna lock us on the way No eye contact, we wanna lead them astray But the nigga's in the backseat looking like a snitch though Cops ... , looking like a little bitch yo So you know I'm ... Can't get caught in the mix By these fake ... cops and they crooked ass tricks And uh, hold up yo, niggas rollin up, for what? I don't know, but they was busters so I gives a fuck Pop a man in his fuckin dome had to yank the chrome I forgot I was lurking in the red zone When the smoke cleared, I see my man was dead And the cops on the corner, then a muthafucka fled the scene Its gotta be a dream yo im buggin I sit on the scene lookin' mean mad muggin muthafucka That I be from the streets For the first thing jump, I got my hand on my heat Yo its danger times [Chorus] [Verse 3: 2Pac] Yo, will I live or die ? I don't know cause it's stranger times I'm too high to read the muthafuckin danger signs Niggas all on my phone talkin major shit And you mad cause I don't wanna page you, bitch Now quit being quick to flip My niggas dying over small time trifling shit So I ain't got time for these you know whats On the nuts of a nigga makin major bucks I'm all lost, running from the police force New York's finest, comin right behind us Mind flippin off the Moet that a nigga's sippin Open fire on them bitches if they get to trippin Mob on the scene with the Squad from Queens Drinkin Hennessey, muthafuckin ... green Plus the mini 14 for the punks wit funk Drop the trunk on them silly bitches, blast them punks