Verse 1: Danger, danger

has got me stepping like a Power Ranger

calling on the power of the One from the manger

in anger, but not in sin I begin

to make my way thru all of this mess Im in

Its hard to see so many born faster

got hate oozing outem like sulfuric acid

everyday a new thief todays, might want my teeth

to string them all together and makeem into a wreath

Brothers ill, and wont think twice to shake his boom pipe

even if I run the jewels, hell still want my life Puppys sick

gotta shoot the gospel quick and hope the truth will hit him

much harder than a mule kick

I let him know that if he lets the hollow points spray

Gods got a vengeance thatll make a flamb

But let me shut up before I provoke the