Lyrics:
right, my fight is ill
Peace goes to L.O.N.S. and Quest, Nice & Smooth & Cypress Hill
I live and die for Hip Hop
This is Hip Hop of today
I give props
and every hood gee!
That's right my fight is ill
Peace goes to L.O.N.S. and Quest, Nice & Smooth & Cypress Hill
I live and die for Hip Hop
This is Hip Hop
to the bomb (better run out)
Oh yeah, Cypress Hill massive once again
Coming to your record shop
Check this out, we ain't taking no prisoners
We chopping
Jobete, Jo-Jo, Genae, and every hood G
That's right, my fight is ill
Peace goes to L.O.N.S. and Quest, Nice & Smooth & Cypress Hill
I live and die for
Intro:
Real skills, Bronx styles, Cypress Ave meets Cypress Hill
Real hip-hop, bounce to this shit motherfuckers, READ EM!
You know what's up,
a gangster, homes?)
'Til it's time to do gangster shit
('Sup, What you wanna do? Puto make a move)
You talk the talk, you better walk the walk, boy
(Yeah-
you like the first part
In Menace I I Society
Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm insane
I'll shoot a hole in your toe
I'll make you jump like the House of Pain
move on
Find my home again, my balance
I held my feelings in silence
Out of respect for your privacy
Cause you did right by me
But there's only so much I
buck-loody
Looking for the nigga who want to cut me
'Cause the nigga gets so funky
Fool I'm the one
From
The big bad Cypress Hill clica
Number one son
buck-loody
Looking for the nigga who want to cut me
'Cause the nigga gets so funky
Fool I'm the one
From
The big bad Cypress Hill clica
Number one son
what?s left but getting high every day
Rolling blunts with vegas, smoking profit away
Cypress Hill on play singing stoned is the way?
Singing stoned is
every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the back roads headin' south
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe
It's
every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the back roads headin' south
Idiot wind
Blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe
It's
from Illtown back to Cypress Hill
Check it out
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3 ]
So put your Tribe on a Quest for who rocks the best
Cause I make Channels
Souls Of Mischief Rob threw me
But kept the Cube and Ren, Rob blew me
But Eventually, I dubbed the tapes
Music 2 Drive by kept me bumping Eiht
Cypress
moving on to
Move your arm in your watch
To another time on the block
'Cause this 40 Side Where they said Shorty rhyme
Tragedy, he used to come
8 heads, 8 tails
Covered in moss and cypress and cedar
8 valleys, 8 hills
The size its body spans the great lengths of
Its eyes like red lanterns
Gooding
I’s insane in the brain and I might
Just kill a man like Cypress Hill
Throw him off the cliff with his head shaved
My chest caged, smokin’ CI
the streets on beats
Wicked Cricket Troublemaker, A.C. Chill,
Biggie Smalls, Outkast, Cypress Hill
Lighter Shade of Brown, Malascho, W.C.,
We, put the streets
chain 'Rest In Peace'
Even though that night you flipped on us, you warned us
If you came back and we still on the corners, we goners, movin' on to
Move
What y'all gonna do?
Uncle Jam's Army's in, Public Enemy
Cypress Hill let's do this
Aww shit, no more grid (Here we go)
We all addicted men women
Of the Cypress Hill weed funk blazing up a path
You can't help, but inhale and get strong
You need that good shit all up in your lungs
I live fast, and keep
richer the Richie quickly
Niggas wanna hit me if they get me dress my body in linen by Armani
Check it, my lyrical carjack make your brun' splat
High
Show off
Always winnin
Hiding pain by always sinnin
Cryin music blastin
Hitting
Slappin
Bangers
Trappin
Mission
Got a vision
Make a livin
Off
Making
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