Los Dangerous

*ABSTRACT RUDE* We get whylin When we're freestylin We bring the action My rude abstraction And when a crew stepped up To test us They found We were dangerous And they come high Come low Come fast Come slow But got no range like us If you put Haiku D'Etat Versus the ra-ra Them can't hang with us Because we're dangerous Rule things worldwide I'm too rude!!! Six in the morning Po-po at they door But they ain't gone get them Cause they got a window All exits not seized So they fleed K-9's sniff through Find personal seeds Grows no more Than a OZ rastas indeed Snitched on by some neighbor Smelling the weed Blown cover on the under Kinda makes you wonder How you really know When they got yo number Can't even be a roots man And crop yo green I plead the 5th, 6th And prop 215 Them no legalize ganjah But cigarettes more dangerous And we can not let babylon continue To play games with us It's too many innocent bredren Locked down in compounds With chains and cuffs We stay true Damage ya' Worldwide from Canada To banladesh Because we're dangerous Rule things Worldwide Ya' too rude!!! *MIKAH 9* So stop all violence Break codes of silence Lick a shot off For Mikah's honor Black hound sound And fire (mari) juana We haffa non stop Non stop Hustling x amount of trouble em Dangerous Jah say Dem people know for What an expert Dem come gone Take for us The furhman press down For ganjah While me bredren Watered off angel dust Bad boy stick up Bank for us Rule things Worldwide Haiku!!! 9 in the morning 3 hours later than previous These cowards and haters Are envious And devious They got beef with us But it was brief enough For we quickly dismiss from duty All the mischievious The mothership ain't leaving us These trees we puff Stimuate I Rieation we believe In love recieve enough Positive vibrations To achieve The trust And make gees And stuff For my people's elevation We no walk clean With open sore Canquerous We can't spoke With the devil In the men I believe evil Contagious For any sound children Haiku D'etat Killed dem Spontaneous We haffa warrin On the streets Little boy pack heat These gangs are tough And instant dangerous Rule things Worldwide Haiku!!! *ACEYALONE* And there is reason I'm born in babylon Under the odd star And where they plot war But we doo not want war Unless pushed upon And then brains will bust But we do not like that So we give peace And love Like it came to us And there are those Who try But do not use Thee EYE The same as us Dem are not dangerous Rule things Worldwide Haiku!!! It's 12 noon I'm higher Than a helium balloon I consume the day Like the day consume me Who's gonna do me? The black and white Or my look a like It's looking like It ain't looking too good So I looked where I stood Then I looked up What a wonderful world To have at my disposal And those who know If you abuse it Then you lose it But who's is it to begin with? We started god-like Now what's it gonna end with? And we won't stop there We have bredren And sistren Who came with us And we travel by foot Car, bicycle, train Or plane Or bus Abstract Rude Mikah 9 And Aceyalone Microphone manglers And we hail from babylon Sector west side Los Angeles Rule things Worldwide Haiku!!!