[C Murder]
 Constantly in danger  shit  trouble always seems to find me.
 Constantly in danger  I can't stay away from this shit
 Constantly in danger  to crime I aint no stranger
 Test me  damn sure I'm gonna bang ya
 I've been known to do what I gotta do
 I hang with a hardass crew called TRU
 Motherfucking feds  they wanna plot
 They really think a nigga open up shop
 I make millions  huh, off of words
 I aint got time to scold g's off of burbs
 Bulletproof vest on my chest
 And bulletproof windshields to catch the rest
 Of a punkass nigga muthafucka round
 Aint that cold, a nigga sware I had eight pounds
 I keep an eye on my rear view
 My money bigger, huh, so I got a bigger gun too
 I keep a nine with me, if you want me come get me
 You shoot first bitch you better hit me
 I keep a close eye on a stranger
 Nigga, heh, cause I'm constantly in danger
 [Chorus]
 The world is mine cause I'm in it, and danger means No Limit
 The world is mine, fool, cause I'm in it, my veins pump No Limit
 The world is mine cause I'm in it, and danger means No Limit
 [Mia-X]
 Anamocity, got them haters plottin and got them feds watchin
 Tryin to twist a bitch up in knots
 With that he said she said pointing at me
 Trying to connect the dots, get me locked up for consperacy
 Now who that say she knew that, said she did that
 With that nigga that got TRU on his bizzack
 Forget that, you so legit black, we hard to get at so get back
 Cause it's a fizzact that we gonna shizzat
 Dollars, those down from day one we gonna holler
 Devour those in our path shots follow
 Knock ya dick in the guts, nigga trust
 Momma bust behind a cream bills, smoke in god we trust
 And it's a must I represent for my tank dogs
 Us against the world so when we come get out the way y'all
 Soldier boys and one girl down for a freefall
 The industry strangle us, TRU, always live in danger
 Chorus
 [C-Murder]
 Constantly I keep an eye on my enemies
 I'm having dreams of a motherfucker bury me
 I won't rest till I make a bitch nigga bleed
 I'm gettin paid by the gat and the triple beam
 All my love is for the thugs on the block
 Evil thoughts keep telling me to bust on the cops
 Bullet wounds in my back keep me paranoid
 I'm hearing gunshots, ducking behind cars
 Will I end up in the grave or the penetentary?
 Oh god, don't let the reaper capture me
 I started off as a street thug
 Convicted felon with tatooes and street blood
 A second chance when I came back to life
 Niggas dying if I think they aint down right
 My motherfucking pain turn to anger
 Nigga, I'm constantly in danger