Styles Of Beyond - Dangerous Minds lyrics

[Takbir] See, she got trapped from the rear, Tiger Chan and Takbir Slap em down, make em drown, in the muddy water slaughter You oughta be able to pick up your pen and defend Cause if you can't, me and my friend, terrorizin all Revoke all my actions and still won't fall Stab you all like rag dolls - time for voodoo See we can do what you do - change your smelly diapers filled with doo doo Then toss them and ??no scratch allowed ha?? You weak to Deac', your piece don't ever ever try to compete I'm fat in cellulite, keep it discrete and delete No longer will you exist in the war of the wack minds Takbir, rollin on fools like Pathfinders It's the grandmaster, ?? flash when I'm runnin laps around those who can't adapt to fat sounds Backgrounds and pots on stage is what you need and yo Ryu, pa** me the gauze to stop the bleeding Jaycee got sick with the tracks, so I flip with the rap Enough dope, to make the world's biggest triple beam collapse Jump up and get jacked Collide like an avalanche and a haystack Stay back, the will of force is aweseome Tied em up to the pole with ropes and scorch em Burnin with the flame and the match I aim Shoot splat, uh oh, uh oh, what who's that? Yeah Tak-Takbir, uh ah ah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah.. "Hit 'em at point blank range and watch em radiate" -> Rakim A wicked combination with my dangerous mindstate "Hit 'em at point blank range and watch em radiate" -> Rakim Suffocate the victim he's trapped with no escape [Ryu] Yo, it's Tiger Chan from San Fernand' Dolo trippin fat vocal code bring katanas to your throat My persona is that of a Don Dadda, so I gotta slay sixty-four s**ers and bounce like an Impala from the junkyard, scientifically pullin your trump card Speak with RESPECT when you speak of the God But yo bust it, I get up in a**es like hand puppets When Ryu bring da ruckus rappers start kickin the bucket Tackle me who's the toughest, kid to get clowned Rolled smoked and pa**ed around Cuban imported Dutches Lyrics servin me justice, plus it's payin my bills Step up and get swept up like kitchen spills by the man who got more sk**s than Tupac got mills in a shoebox, BANGIN S.O.B. out your boombox Hahhah, so what happened? Actin like a G, but your name ain't Julio Messin with my Dangerous Mind like you was Coolio Michelle Pfeiffer, I keep it hyper like a sniper Buckin in plain view, my fangs bare like a viper Step into my cypher son and get tagged around the toe MC RahRah now you John Doe "I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me" -> ? Strictly with the rhymes, Dangerous Minds is risky "I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me" -> ? Whiskey in the brain keep me from goin insane "I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me" -> ? Tipsier than hippie hallucigenic semantics "I'm goin out blastin, takin my enemies with me" -> ? It ain't nuttin but some ol' Tiger Tiger Tiger Chan {sh**}