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brain
Now I tell a bitch straight what it is
Please don't take it personal
Yo feelings and my business
I can't mix
I feel like Reggie against the Knicks
I

makes them humble
Naa I dont need no kick stand
As you can see am a big man
Ama just do all the big plans put it for the hip fans touch down and defense

shooters while yours on the benches
We playin' with tools, ain't talkin' bout wrenches

I see the opps on they ass and they fender
I mix the bag like

smoking getting high
I been catching real vibes
Real niggas by my side eh
Everywhere I go they say vibes on killy (say what)
I just did 23 shows in my city

Wretched egg
Boutta to put a prophecy in the mix
In six months time I'm gonna be rich
Making classics non-stop every day of the week
On that devil's

Tequila Sunrise

Cypress Hill

The Essential Cypress Hill

2014

that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking and driving
Watch those

problem more than a rainy day
In fact, I holler when thinking back to how I behaved
Sticking up, you mix it with give a fuck not
See how they on your hip

Let ya hair down watch my soul glow
Pure vibes by the pound that's El Chapo
Pure light in the sound watch the rays float
My mind is still in tact
So

mix that shit i manage that shit
Come lets sword fight in the forest but your scared you gone get cut
I've been trained by piandao, come show up you

spinna, wiggle that silk web
All applaud then forget any trace of it existed
It's slight different, heights is quite stranded
Lone by the light of me hip I

a murder show
I don't speak on shit I can't back up
Ain't gotta get full of shit for me to act up
Same niggas in your face, on your dick
Got they hands

hurt if you come from out of town
But down by lord that's word

Fantastic

Show stoppin emcees

Yeah here streets is move by glocks in whos pocket

But

Desperados

Mali Music

Uncomfortable

2015

dollars
Why they try to define us by how many commas we got?
They don't know what's inside us
But let me be honest, there's something beyond us
Yo,

She might move on to rappers and ballplayers
But we all know I hit it first
I hop in the club and boppers show love, and I don't even put in work
I

people suffering in silence while I sat by
Thinking you don't have a voice is a sad lie so let them label you the bad guy
I can not try to deny what

Some Hood Niggaz Throw It Back And Dont Stop It
Mix A Lil Trina Then Add A Lot A White Chocolate
We Keep Then Switchers Roll Grey Goose Il Make Ha Twurk

A Quarter to Cutthroat

Leaders of the New School

T.I.M.E.

1993

crew blunts and brew for the Hip-hop school. 
Girls got my picture posters, pin-ups. 
want to skin up (big up, big up). 
It's a race against

face card been getting tampered with

Opps can't do a show in our city we gone cancel it

This tha type of time I'm on mix mannitol with fentanyl

Bad

I've been slidin by myself lately it's fuck a nigga
I told my bronem don't look back jus keep yo foot onna petal
I've been fightin demons that somethin I

to love a ghost is fucking twisted even if it feels so right
By now
You can check my mode
Custom fit with the hip hop soul
But you know
That this game is

times I don't understand
Let my mistakes challenge me to mold me more like a man
Ion care bout getting even
Show me how to release pain
How to believe in

for Sway & Tech's mix show
"The Wake Up Show" Who was this rapper using
All these big words? But it wasn't
Until his team-up with fellow West Coast rap

of eligible young people
Standing amongst the crowd of adolescents
Struck by the nauseating mix
Of perfume and aftershave i look around
Still half expecting

longer just sit by and rely on Legends to fix it
You tired
Retire
When I spit I kick like Liu Kang That's fire
When you spit do I feel inspired
I don't