Approach To Danger

What you want is an unexpected approach

That may delay a suspects awareness of your presence

Until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted

Approach to danger, don't move

It's hard to predict what will happen next

(Oh shit, he has a gun!) Drop the gun

You could've prevented a tragedy

You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking

A self-desctruct button is activated when I'm thinking

This is a tribulation, the weakened judge

The prophecy was fulfilled 'cause I never budge

I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme

They're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream

One vision was of life, the other was death

Then I didn't give a fuck if death took your last breath

So you burn in my pit that I call hell

Where you got send because your shit don't sell

My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke

Of the **** that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke

I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em

Do 'em for shoot 'em up till that **** Ren was booing 'em

And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger

But fuck it, they can approach to the danger

If you can be seen, you can be hit

If you can be hit, you can be killed

(He's on the line! Shoot him!)

Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler

Outrun, the shot of a gun with a gangsta

Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be

A dead motherfucker or a **** in custody

With everybody thinking of death I kept working

To be one of the last **** left

So many people looking for hope, they're broke

Without checking the fingerprints on the motherfuckers' throat

A heart of steal can reveil the real **** in me

So figuring to see the D-E-A-D

Bodies like a ****'s straight walking in a cemetary

So it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for **** wishing

But they better take caution, before Dre goes off

And starts killing motherfuckers

Just in order to change the anger for the real ****

When I approach to danger

Approach the motherfucking danger

Come back to hell and send me some time... (This is it y'all)

Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner

Another dead body and you wanna keep running

But even the rain turns black

All you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light

No prison, nobody makes bail

Everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail

Think about death, taking your last breath

Heart beating like a motherfucker like there ain't no time left.

For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine

Even though they wanna make a crime

Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning

Because it will release the fucking police

Fuck 'em, I approach to danger

'Cause I don't give a fuck if somebody gotta get fucked up

So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye

'Cause in the long run... (We'll all die)