"Dangerous Mine" genre: Hip Hop
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	MP3.com CD: Anomos - buy it! CD: Anomos: In The Making...   Label: NPO Records Credits: Track and lyrics by Anomos. Recorded at NPO Studios, Mastered by Ron Thal
	Lyrics Dangerous Mine Anomos Copyright 1999 NPO Records Inc. Blow spots scorch hot Make the scene moist Leaving one choice Run for cover when you hear this voice. Nothing less than to flow like blood Circulate your system Travel like a point blank slug. Only way out Is to bug Toe to toe you wont go, you dont know Expression shows when your shoulders shrug. One chance to bleed the industry One chance to feed my energy First impression youll remember me. Second impression will be When Im gone and sun down Still shine Stimulate average minds Calm savage minds, Elevate below average minds Helping them to see the picture fine From 1 percent of a dime. Flow slow-MO, impact four-four Ready for war Built just like a Volvo. Drop your bomb Ill captivate Then deactivate, lacerate You levitate when I fascinate. Deeper than my mothers grave Father alive and Im still a bastard Fatherhood not mastered. Took it in my own hands Molding my brother to a man sculpture Staying alive Preventing us from being attacked by vultures, Dont provoke us Maintain the flow of water So you cant smoke us, Tighten up your focus Still cant be seen Skills unlimited Supply the high for the down fiends. Third rail waking up visual dreams Devil advocate screams Over the lust of cream. Dont need a triple beam to gleam or video scene. But this industry wont let you bubble With no under the table schemes, Like under the table cream Nineteen ninety fake is what I mean, 99 season opener Taking it to overtime Apply the new law Less mouths to feed More air to breathe, No take backs or feeling greed. At times its hard to analyze myself Speak deeper than the brain can take me From the heart no fakery. Trapped in zones expressed through microphones Speak to reach domes No twist in this like in Why Live If you smoke you can toke a bone Tell my crew You can drink or smoke if you can hold your own. Only hang with no phonies If they reveal so Handle like men Treated like a chicken-head Cant associate, cant be friends. No hard feelings: For that have no cares Face to face no spares. No fears Heart to eyes cry fearless tears Getting me amped up Remember me from 3 on 3 get blamped up, Full pressure until you cramp up Your chance is up Held for ransom what!

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