[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