Styles Of Beyond - Dangerous Minds lyrics

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[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, pass 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..

[Rakim] "Hit 'em at point blank range and watch em radiate"

A wicked combination with my dangerous mindstate

[Rakim] "Hit 'em at point blank range and watch em radiate"

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 suckers 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 asses 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 passed 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 skills 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 (shit