Gravediggaz Dangerous Mindz Lyrics

Dangerous Mindz Lyrics

Verse One: Too Poetic/Grym reaper



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 h*es 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 -uffin- 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: Rza/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 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 uff with the
material 

Unorthodox paradox, my ish 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 ishy-butt 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


Homies 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 , inhalin oxygen 

Parallel world of crab
homies and sea shells mix 

I pierce my 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 homies 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, homies 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