Lyrics:
(Green, green, it's green they say)
(On the far side of the hill)
(Green, green, I'm goin' away)
(To where the grass is greener still)
A-well I
Like it was my birthday
Chips was down all year
Secured the bag on Thursday
It’s goin’ up
Star Trek
My jewelry beamin’
I’m in the hills
I can get it
For
Wife-wife(yea-e-yea-ah), wife-wife(o-ooo-oh)
A gangsta wife(Say that's all I need...), down to ride(...in my life)
Wife-wife(is a gangsta wife...), wife-wife(...by my
wish for you to come back home
Blue devil speed demon goin for the kill
Highway, in the motha fuckin' highway
Blue devil speed demon goin for the kill
They got
All the right friends in all the right places
So yeah, we're goin' down they got
All the right moves in all the right faces
So yeah, we're goin
to share
All we get is stares
Because of fear we'll evaporate
Say your prayers
And what's next
Hard livin' got me goin' insane
But I'm addicted
The trying times
The sleepless nights
Just know that faith is with us
Through all of the hills
And valleys roamed
That we must come to
Walk side by side
(Virgil bangs Mama's head into the piano a second time)
"Now play the piano Mama!".
Well, the tears were streaming down every face. There wasn't a dry
I told ya
we'll burn this place down, cause them holocaust days is over
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
how I keep from goin under
Jazzy we got a bond like we was in Vietnam,
trust it
Everybody need a potna, to stand right by they side
Not only down through the good times,
but also
just call Mr. Excitement
Coming with the thunder and lightning
Shit is quite frightening how niggas keep biting
So I keep the writing, down for
rugged
[chorus] + (mellow man ace)
Aww, comin through fo' real we cypress hill, ohh baby
Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy
We some
the measles, mumps, malaria, meningitis, monkey pox, and rubella
And I had the shots for all six of 'em
Went fishin' by the creek, threw my pole out there for
Back up on my shit
No remorse
Time to fuck it up
Intercourse
Drop on the spot
We take it by force
We steady goin up
Well of course
Make big moves
Uh
know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin'
know infrareds on your head and they ride with you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin'
Brand new Fubu, ooh-ohh
Fat Albert on the side of my shoes, ooh-ohh
Big teeth right in front of my Loubs', oh-ohh
Goin' monkey like a fuckin
my own bed
And the mess I got caught up in
Rained hard down on my head
They got me for possession
Them hillbilly heroin pills
Enough to kill
Divine, being who you're seeing, air smooth
Down with the greats, so later for wag crews
It's strictly the realism, shots and cock
Loop niggas
of a dollar cigar and took a puff. Says "My, ain't this purdy up here."
I says, "Earl, this hill can spill us. You better slow down or you gonna kill us. Just
could be worse
I got roof over my head
Got a place to make some bread
Just so much to be grateful for but I complain instead
This life is a gift you just
color is red, like the blood shed
In Kurt Cobain's head when he shot himself dead
Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob
Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her
I've ever put out (out, out)
And it's only up from here, like up the hill
I'm takin' down mountains and stepping on clouds, I (I)
Can't be no "good
Feel like everything is upside down (feel like everything is upside down)
Notice how I'm goin' down, down, down, down, down
(Notice how I'm goin
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