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Lawrence Muggerud (born January 28, 1968), better known by his stage name DJ Muggs, is Cypress Hill's DJ and producer. He also produced tracks for Funkdoobiest, House of Pain, Dizzie Rascal, U2, Depeche Mode and more. He is the leader of LA art collective Soul Assassins. more »

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Assassins
KND, y'all niggas dirty (come on, come on, on God)
Yo, aim and shoot (come on)
Skeleton bones, pistol and chrome, clips for the banger

Play dirty, they never told you that life fair
Made bands off my dreams, started with a nickel and a nightmare (I did)
The Reaper tryna slice you with his sickle out your Nike Airs (tryna kill you)
Your eyes to the sky looking for god, but he right here (right here, nigga)
In the flesh, do what you do with that
Know the Laws of Power, don't get too attached (don't)
In tune with the tool that I use to clap (brrrat)
At you niggas first, f*ck shootin' back
It's fucked up when somebody you love usin' crack (it is)
It's kinda like suicide, you can't get used to that (Assassins)
Still at the table with the apple bags of basils (shit don't change)
Miami ice, throwaway phone, filthy paper
Did dirt from upstate to the Ave in Jamaica
Life's a bitch with a fat ass and Fenty makeup
That she wear to hide the scars from her life of danger (on God, crazy)
Nothing stay the same, even your day ones will change up (watch out)
The dagger in your back don't always come from a stranger
Designer garments in the closets, swingin' on the hanger (what else?)
Skeleton bones, pistol and chrome, clips for the banger (man)
Gats extended, blowin' kush blends out the Benz whip (uh-huh)
You always gon be broke 'cause you made five and spent six (backwards)
Ain't doin' somethin' for nothin', nigga , my time's expensive (nah)
Rhyme relentless, like Robert Beck when I pen shit (uh-huh)
Your girl give me gobble-neck, but never get a mention (nope)
My streak like 110 wins and countin' (what?)
When I'm done, my face etched in stone on a mountain (man)
You fools ain't amountin' to nothin', so they hate
I ain't livin' the life they lead, so honestly I can't relate (f*ck 'em)
This the machete to the head of the snake
Burn him at the stake (Assassins)
Teach him never double cross the hand that fed him a plate (sheesh)

Skeleton bones, pistol and chrome, clips for the banger (nigga, come on)
Gats extended, blowin' kush blends out the Benz whip
Skeleton bones, pistol and chrome, clips for the banger
Gats extended, blowin' kush blends out the Benz whip (sheesh, come on)
Skeleton bones, pistol and chrome, clips for the banger
Gats extended, blowin' kush blends out the Benz whip

(On God, come on, sheesh)
(Assassins)

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