Gravediggaz - Dangerous Mindz songtekst

Je score:
Yo  hah yo  rahh  yo  yo
 Yo  yo  yo...
 Yo  I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
 inside the best frames ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
 and drug spots  will leave you too pour to move out
 or get a new house  it's like livin in a war walkin through shootouts
 And you doubt God exists  when hard fists
 be poundin on your head like jackhammers
 You're trapped in the black drama, you hear the laughter
 seconds after that you fade out, you're played out, you're laid out
 Your heart nearly gave out, you're lucky that you made out
 with just a few scars when the beating ends
 The streets [sniff] let ya breathe again
 But evil men, will soon be on the receiving end
 of Universal Law, I'm callin on the meek and the poor
 To fight back and never forfeit the day you have to go to war
 With forces that are armed upon the seven continental borders
 A mental fortress is essentials to absorb this
 My sword hits the human orb until it orbits
 In the art of war kids see Grym Reap be morbid
 Since pieces of the lost civilization in the past
 Had my photographs etched inside of pyramids
 To laugh at this revelation, without 365 days of concentration
 and twenty-four hour meditation, would be foolishly pagan
 I'm ancient as 'amen', see I stay Grym
 Throwin fools in in a pit full of pit bulls to be shaken
 Or strapped to the crossroads of Hell and inner sin
 Which trap the sinners in, to sell such in Sing-Sing
 I bring Grym tidings, tidal-ed/titled your wave all not exciting
 Stop riding the dick, start writing your own shit
 Cause I stick figures that think they fat and can't rap wind blast
 I make em Slim Fast, lookin like stick figures
 I'm all that, I bag chips at concerts and shows
 Get more panties than hoes that boost Victoria Secret clothes
 Foes is tagged like ex-foes toes at the coroner's
 Kids with cold feet rise and fall like the barometer
 Grym will mentally chop your career
 See shit is locked down here, like penitentiary blocks in tears
 Escape outta your ducts every time you hear my name
 you better duck fate, or catch a fuckin face full of duct tape
 You get smacked like a trick that sniffed off her money
 Then smoked like Rzarector with the blunts dipped in honey

 Verse Two: Prince Rakeem/Rzarector

 Rotate your head like a gyro, my hair grows in knotty spirals
 Feet resembles Christ's description from the Bible
 Water-walker, immune to all physical torture
 Pull out fast in a Porsche, upon a double-crosser
 My penis rise up in the morning like a Phoenix
 And blast iron cells into a low blooded 'nemic
 The imperial material's venerial
 MC's get murdered in serial, you can't fuck with the material
 Unorthodox paradox, my shit is seen wide-screen Magnavox
 Grabs thought like Doctor Octopus
 Cause war like the grandson of Kush
 I'm hangin devil's heads on a evergreen bush
 Sugar-frost sorceresses bitches get exhausted
 Pussy lips be drippin like leaky faucets
 Undercover C-Cyphers sprayed up like windshield wipers
 While I'm guzzlin Piper's, changin my son's shitty-ass diapers
 Dime piece trapped in sync like many time piece
 You get stampeded by the wildabeast
 A rap dast' plus tracks black like Chow Yun Fat
 Oppositional forces get their eardrums flat
 Common denominator, I swing the mic saber like Vader
 He was fooled by the inter-pre-atation made from a traitor
 MC's get their wigs blown, trounced off my fistbone
 Choked from my death, every time they break a wishbone
 Eventually I knew the whole world would mention me
 Potentially I have the key to make G's
 MC's breeze on my tracks, I rock the fruit with the trees
 Killa bees spread rapid like diseases
 See it's, like the second coming of Jesus, of Nazareth
 be fabulous, raise the dead crowd up like Lazarus
 Hazardous vocabulary attacks be beautiful
 Acoustical notes we provoke, it comes out musically dope
 Niggaz realize they just can't cope
 The hair, bustin out the head resembles fire and smoke Loc

 Verse Three: Frukwan/Gatekeeper

 I blast watts in circuits like General Monk-Monk was Turkish
 My science is divided deep into your central nervous
 Pervert area codes peep this murder
 I'm boxed-in, suckin hologram tits, inhalin oxygen
 Parallel world of crab niggas and sea shells mix
 I pierce my dick and saw right through you pelvics
 I'm hell stricken bomb, wrapped in trees of palm
 Physical existence is descendants of Allah
 I travel at high rates, Weaker men are primates
 That either migrate or get burnt to the stake
 I feed off lyrical light beams of amphetimene
 My terminology is panatomic like lobotomy
 Crazy el loco, Gas niggas like Sinoco
 Flush em like Presto, Blast in your chest bone
 I raise from the shore, like Sodom and Gomorrah
 Attraction Flashin a 4-wheel drive Ford Explorer
 While mucus lies within the center of the Rubik's
 The roots of the wine induced the enzymes that tried your nucleus
 Turmoil boilin appointed, niggaz rubbin off my style like a ointment
 Lost in the Sahara, From trial and error
 Confused with 3 meals for Sister Sara
 Rahh! Bearer, Digestin minerals in abundance
 Because the dead is not known to return from the dungeons
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Auteur: Gatekeeper, Grym Reaper, RZA, Anthony Berkeley, Arnold Hamilton, Robert Diggs, Selwyn Bogard

Componist: ?

Publisher: Gee Street Records, Inc.


Uitgegeven in: 1997

Taal: Engels

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