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Haiku D'etat Los Dangerous


We get whylin

When we're freestylin

We bring the action

My rude abstraction
And when a crew stepped up

To test us

They found

We were dangerous

And they come high

Come low

Come fast

Come slow

But got no range like us

If you put Haiku D'Etat

Versus the ra-ra

Them can't hang with us

Because we're dangerous

Rule things worldwide

I'm too rude!!!

Six in the morning

Po-po at they door

But they ain't gone get them

'Cause they got a window

All exits not seized

So they fleed

K-9's sniff through

Find personal seeds

Grows no more

Than a OZ rastas indeed

Snitched on by some neighbor

Smelling the weed

Blown cover on the under

Kinda makes you wonder

How you really know

When they got yo number

Can't even be a roots man

And crop yo green

I plead the 5th, 6th

And prop 215

Them no legalize ganjah

But cigarettes more dangerous

And we can not let babylon continue

To play games with us

It's too many innocent bredren

Locked down in compounds

With chains and cuffs

We stay true

Damage ya'

worldwide from Canada

To banladesh

Because we're dangerous

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Ya' too rude!!!


So stop all violence

Break codes of silence

Lick a shot off

For Mikah's honor

Black hound sound

And fire (mari) juana

We haffa non stop

Non stop

Hustling x amount of trouble em


Jah say

Dem people know for

What an expert

Dem come gone

Take for us

The furhman press down

For ganjah

While me bredren

Watered off angel dust

Bad boy stick up

Bank for us

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9 in the morning

3 hours later than previous

These cowards and haters

Are envious

And devious

They got beef with us

But it was brief enough

For we quickly dismiss from duty

All the mischievious

The mothership ain't leaving us

These trees we puff

Stimuate I

Rieation we believe

In love recieve enough

Positive vibrations

To achieve

The trust

And make gees

And stuff

For my people's elevation

We no walk clean

With open sore


We can't spoke

With the devil

In the men

I believe evil


For any sound children

Haiku D'etat

killed dem


We haffa warrin

On the streets

Little boy pack heat

These gangs are tough

And instant dangerous

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And there is reason

I'm born in babylon

Under the odd star

And where they plot war

But we doo not want war

Unless pushed upon

And then brains will bust

But we do not like that

So we give peace

And love

Like it came to us

And there are those

Who try

But do not use



The same as us

Dem are not dangerous

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It's 12 noon

I'm higher

Than a helium balloon

I consume the day

Like the day consume me

Who's gonna do me?

The black and white

Or my look a like

It's looking like

It ain't looking too good

So I looked where I stood

Then I looked up

What a wonderful world

To have at my disposal

And those who know

If you abuse it

Then you lose it

But who's is it to begin with?

We started god-like

Now what's it gonna end with?

And we won't stop there

We have bredren

And sistren

Who came with us

And we travel by foot

Car, bicycle, train

Or plane

Or bus

Abstract Rude

Mikah 9

And Aceyalone

Microphone manglers

And we hail from babylon

Sector west side

Los Angeles

Rule things



May 25, 2009 by Darius

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