I Dare You (from the Slam Soundtrack)

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I Dare You (from the Slam Soundtrack)

[Intro] I dare you (Uh, Harlem Underworld) To come against me (Harlem Underworld) I dare you (Black Rob) To defeat me (Watch the whole thing unfold) I dare you (From 100th street) To come for me (To 200th) You won't win (Manhattan) [Verse 1] Nigga's got me sittin' on the roof Eye trained, on scope, blessin' 100 proof Hand on toes, 'bout to roast Some kids who flash like they assassins Picked up my dough and b-ked this honey passin' Got the spot on lock Taking flicks around the corner She made it where the spot ain't hot Like a potato, she got five-oh on the payroll They sniffin' yeyo, I don't know what to say, yo There they go in front of the store Dressed in black shit Some like theys are meaner If they be hustlin' back, we'll f*** 'em Can't even do one thing, assassinate 'em That's it, that's all, solo Single, no more, no less, stocks rang, yo Money caught one in his Kangol D.O.A. as his man made his run for the door Caught 'em in the 'gaitor shoes his girl probably bought 'em Too bad, Black ain't get the chance to extort him Cuz Nigga's like that don't deserve to live Word the myth And we ain't got no love to give For these drop shots who wanna be down Wanna be clowns, the fail ones I like how all that good shit sounds And I dare one [Chorus] I dare you To come against me I dare you To defeat me I dare you To conquer me You won't win [Verse 2] Nigga, I sleigh, you pray, kill that ass uptown Dump yo' bitch ass back around your way When I'm in one of those moods I can give a fuck I mean cool, run and bungie jump off the fuckin' roof I hear voices calling me, givin' me fits Singing tonight's the night Black Rob, let's write these hits In the halls of death, you get left, I'm in the top 10 Even Rocky trainer and his wife said you can't win Scream battle, but you never fought That's like me sayin' I got five, never ran a full court Stab the devil in his belly, took his Pelle Pelle Blew the spot down and slid straight to the tele I see envious eyes, envious guys, different states Mad we seen 'em, different cake Rob me, tear that asshole out of place Cuz in the end I'm the head case you gotta face And I dare one [Chorus] [Verse 3] It feels good not to be dealin' with petty cash Me and D-Dot all we seein' now is ready cash And ready ass, splash in the Jacuzzi Honey from the movies, south notch cutie Used to go to Harrah with D after the homecomin' On my way from Kakalaka Me and Merse was gun running Musta done something all conspicuous Eye of the tiger, I know these cats are sick of this Ridiculous sayin' these cats don't love Black This is Bad Boy, I puttin' it where it 'posed to be at Lemme know where to put your rosary at My enemies, I let 'em get a load of me gat Fine, you don't believe Black real official Playa way, get your ma's cake, and kiss you You leavin', wasn't part of this plan Understand it's all about the Bengi's man And I dare one [Chorus] (3x)

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