Lyrics:
"lights off shit coming at you live and on fire
Kottonmouth kings, and cypress hill"
You know southern california be home of the highest
Between
rowin’ in my pierrot and lord I got some speed
Cause another jug of moonshine is all Cajun boy really needs
Doin' the Atchafalaya Boogie
Dancin’ on cypress
rounds the bend
I'm gone with the wind,Yaw All Come Back Again!
I'm hanging moss from a live oak tree
Good old Southern fried chicken and the cypress limb.
I'm a bayou man born and bred
Them nothern folks want me dead
Deep down beneath them cypress trees
Lies a southern belle named Anne Louise
She's been
a love as tall as a cypress tree
He's a mountain of a man, with a heart so true
She's a top blond beauty, like a sky so blue
Looks like Barbie, with her
where the cypress grows
Full moon comes and the full moon goes
Southern sweet
Time is slow
Oh it's got a hold on me
Oh you got to hold on
Being easy
(hermano ponle ganas)
Yo nací con sangre Taína, yo nací
Came out the gutter man, southern land
Didn't have an upper hand
Never had another plan I'm
por la gana)
Yo naci con sangre taina, yo naci
Came out the gutter man
Southern land
Didn't have an upper hand
Never had another plan
I'm
Louisiana sky cryin'
Mississippi river risin'
Roof pounding out a backwoods backbeat
clways gets me rockin' to rhythm of the rain
The Cypress swingin'
Swamp
seek
Can't run out of focus
Standing cypress need some holy water
Standing cypress need some holy water
Standing cypress need some holy water
down the front of your dress
Cypress knees and shallow bays
We will sweat it, spend our days
There is a sunshine state I never knew
But I can
nobody knows
A thing about but me
We parked that old ford pickup truck
Underneath that cypress tree
Turnin' midnight
Burnin' moonlight
Yeah I was
I heard you singing in the long leaf pines
Louisiana 1945
Lightning strikes across a southern sky
Leaving scars in the old growth tonight
Ivory
the killing fields
Just like a hunted deer
Impartial moon, uncaring stars
He falls where no one hears
The blood that runs on cypress trees
Cannot be
South Carolina where the Cypress grow
White pine and hemlock all seem to know
The tidal sweep through your southern marsh
The squall last night
my rhymes
And I'm only havin' these female diamonds
I'm feelin' high on the marijuana smoke
Like meth, red and cypress, I don't need to impress nobody
that can become of an acorn
The cypress tree taught me how to hold on through a flood
Keep my roots deep and I won't budge
The pine tree taught me how
side
C. G. Em7
Of blue oh blue bayou
Chorus
Bridge
G F
Cypress trees bring me
There's a dead manatee under that cypress tree
And that raccoon grabbed his little chest and died
There's a dead rattlesnake - fish are bobbin' in
Bare feet on southern soil
Burning up in the August heat
Tall grass and butterflies
Were all praying for breeze
I'm going down to the river
*sounds of smoking, coughing, and choking*
"Do you know what's green?"
*DJ Pam cuts and scratches Cypress Hill "puffin on a blunt"*
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