The Meaning Behind The Song: Danger (Been So Long) by Mystikal

Introduction:

As a fan of Mystikal and his unique rap style, I have always found his song “Danger (Been So Long)” to be a captivating and energetic track. Released as the second single from his album Let’s Get Ready in 2000, this song features Nivea and was produced by The Neptunes. In this article, we will explore the meaning behind the lyrics of “Danger (Been So Long)” and dive deeper into the message that Mystikal wanted to convey through this song.

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Song Lyrics:

[Chorus: Nivea & Mystikal]
Been so long (Sing it)
He’s been on
So please, show me (Get on the floor, the nigga right here)
What it is that you want to see

[Verse 1: Mystikal]
Go tell the DJ to put my shit on
I’m keeping you niggas and bitches in here jumpin’ from the minute I get on
Taking their shirts off, showing their tattoos, screaming and hollering and all
Got the gift to come up with it, put it together, deliver, make ’em feel it, bitch, I’ve been on
Sharp like you pulled me out the pencil sharpener
Bad like that student in the principal’s office
Put rappers in coffins, they dive like dolphins
I’m the damnedest, the lyrical marvel you don’t come across often, so
Watch yourself
Or fuck around and get beside yourself, I know
Go ‘head though, bounce them titties
Shake that ass, drop that pussy, but stay in line, ho
Fuck a can’t, ’cause you can-can
Cocked up, head down, pussy popping doin’ a handstand
Leave that pussy smoking (Ooh)
If you wanna do somethin’, then bend over and bust that pussy open (Damn, ooh)

[Chorus: Nivea & Mystikal]
Been so long (Get up)
He’s been on (Come on, woo)
So please, show me (Get on the floor, the nigga right here)
What it is that you want to see (Sing it)
Been so long (Sing it)
He’s been on (Sing it)
So please, show me (Look)
What it is that you want to see

[Verse 2: Mystikal]
My fucking concert line around the corner
Parking cars, niggas fitted, bitches, nothin’ on ’em
You looking good, mama, why, psh what’s up, homie?
Sirens, limousines, and the club owner, ya bitch, you
If you’re late, ain’t no getting in this bitch ’cause it’s filling up
Inside packed from the floor to the ceiling up
The building ain’t big enough
I’m