Artist | Gravediggaz |
Song | Dangerous Mindz |
Director | Pamela Birkhead |
Intro | No |
Outro | No |
Sound Mix | Stereo |
Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
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, well if you're too poor 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 ... |