Let's kick it ese
COMMIN' OUT DA SLUMS!!!
It's da hoodlums
I'm pullin' my gat out on all you b**s
So bring it on when you wanna come fight this
Outlaw, I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress Hill
Kill, I'll bust that grill
Grab my gat, and load up the steel
And if you wanna get drastic
I'll pull out my blasted glock, automatic,
Synthetic material, burial plots in order
Headed down to da Mexican border
Smokin' that smelly, Northern Cali,
Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley
Ho, hum-Hear the gat come
Boooooommmmmm!
Let me see what you'll do , its a sin to kill a man
But I'll be d***ed if I don't take a stand
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out like that!"
I'm high strung
Click I'm sprung
'Cause I don't live on the hum-drum
Where I'm from the gats be smokin'
I'll be d***ed if ya think I'm jokin'
Know that I come with the static, erratic, .45 automatic
Screamin' at ya-the red lights beamin' at ya
No need to haf'ta run after the punk-a** who'd run up to my crew
Dig the grave for the one who got played
Now he's under
Don't make stevie wonder why 'cause he'll testify
We ain't goin' out like that
I got to thinkin' "What the f*** is this?"
Lettin' you know I take care of business
Can I get a witness?
To verify when I DEPICT THIS
Style
That makes you ecstatic
Tragic, when I get a poof of the magic buddha
When I roll with my crew
I betcha one time can't find my hooda!
IN MY VE-HICLE with the belt unbuckled
Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle
Pulled to da curb
So we exchange a few words
But he got me stirred up
Enough to grab the handcuffs.
I'll huff-n-puff-n-blow ya head off!"
We ain't goin' out like that
EAT A BOWL OF d*** UP!! GEEEYEAH!!
(Final Speech)
Yeah takin' your disses and dissin' ya right back
This is the Cypress Hill crew, like main s***
Yo and I'm talk this d*** rappa
Eat a bowl a d*** up, there ya go my man over here
You can eat a bowl o' d*** up too
Anybody else need from runnin' away
Yo, eat a bowl of d*** up G!
COMMIN' OUT DA SLUMS!!!
It's da hoodlums
I'm pullin' my gat out on all you b**s
So bring it on when you wanna come fight this
Outlaw, I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress Hill
Kill, I'll bust that grill
Grab my gat, and load up the steel
And if you wanna get drastic
I'll pull out my blasted glock, automatic,
Synthetic material, burial plots in order
Headed down to da Mexican border
Smokin' that smelly, Northern Cali,
Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley
Ho, hum-Hear the gat come
Boooooommmmmm!
Let me see what you'll do , its a sin to kill a man
But I'll be d***ed if I don't take a stand
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out!"
We ain't goin' out like that
"We ain't goin' out like that!"
I'm high strung
Click I'm sprung
'Cause I don't live on the hum-drum
Where I'm from the gats be smokin'
I'll be d***ed if ya think I'm jokin'
Know that I come with the static, erratic, .45 automatic
Screamin' at ya-the red lights beamin' at ya
No need to haf'ta run after the punk-a** who'd run up to my crew
Dig the grave for the one who got played
Now he's under
Don't make stevie wonder why 'cause he'll testify
We ain't goin' out like that
I got to thinkin' "What the f*** is this?"
Lettin' you know I take care of business
Can I get a witness?
To verify when I DEPICT THIS
Style
That makes you ecstatic
Tragic, when I get a poof of the magic buddha
When I roll with my crew
I betcha one time can't find my hooda!
IN MY VE-HICLE with the belt unbuckled
Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle
Pulled to da curb
So we exchange a few words
But he got me stirred up
Enough to grab the handcuffs.
I'll huff-n-puff-n-blow ya head off!"
We ain't goin' out like that
EAT A BOWL OF d*** UP!! GEEEYEAH!!
(Final Speech)
Yeah takin' your disses and dissin' ya right back
This is the Cypress Hill crew, like main s***
Yo and I'm talk this d*** rappa
Eat a bowl a d*** up, there ya go my man over here
You can eat a bowl o' d*** up too
Anybody else need from runnin' away
Yo, eat a bowl of d*** up G!