Lyrics Approach To Danger - N.W.A.
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
niggaz
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
nigga
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
nigga
in
custody
With
everybody
thinking
of
death
I
kept
working
To
be
one
of
the
last
niggaz
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
nigga
in
me
So
figuring
to
see
the
D-E-A-D
Bodies
like
a
nigga's
straight
walking
in
a
cemetary
So
it's
very
necesarry
to
carry
ammunition
for
niggaz
wishing
But
they
better
take
caution,
before
Dre
goes
off
And
starts
killing
motherfuckers
Just
in
order
to
change
the
anger
for
the
real
nigga
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)
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