Dangerous

Dangerous, this 'MIND'
blends, morphs into a fist
malice on the mental
brought me to this  
 
So you wanted  
to rattle the cage
of the word beast
 
Battle!?? Ha! Son  you can't
grapple with the concepts
on which I feast
 
Dangerous, like TNT
I'm set to explode
a foot, right up the rectum
ANAL-I- Lies within my spectrum
 
me you disrespected  
you already detected  
I got the razzle to dazzle
you frazzled Bigga boo
leavin' you witless without a clue,  
BOY, dont you see  
how my terse ill
will verse whip up on  you!?  
 
Don't front like ya ass  
sass can pass in MY CLASS
 
 I'm top self
adorned with verbal wealth!
your sad, sorry,  sneak attacks
are simplistic, n' gibberishly
whack they lack tact
 
truly your testicules
are most likely smaller than your 'mini
pickle' kid stop jerkin' with the surgeon
because it will get all messy  
if I REALLY start verbing
 
The Urban Son, ain't the one you wanna  
FUCK with, so git, go cluck n' fluff your  feathers
somewhere else to gain your 'fame'
trust and believe, your cry for battle is a bust
there's nothing you can do to a mind so Dangerous!