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Cypress Hill - How I Could Just Kill A Man Lyrics

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It's another one of them old phunky Cypress Hill things, you know what I'm
Sayin'? And it goes like this:
 
Hey, don't miss out on what you're passing
You're missing the hootah
Of the funky buddha
Eluder
Of your fucked-up styles, I get wicked
So come on as Cypress starts to kick it
'Cause we're like the outlaws stridin'
While suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when you see me drivin'
By
Hanging out the window
With my magnum taking out some putos
Acting kind of loco
I'm just another local
Kid from the street getting paid from my vocals
 
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
 
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
 
Here is something you can't understand
 
I'm ignoring all the dumb shit
Yo, because nothing is coming from it
I'm not gonna waste no time fuckin' around my gat straight humming
Hummin', Coming at ya
Yeah ya know I had to gatt ya
Time for some action
Just a fraction of friction
I got the clearance
To run the interference
Into your satellite
Shining a battle light
Sen got the gatt and I know that he'll gatt you right
Here's an example
Just a little sample
How I could just kill a man
One-time tried to come in my home
Take my chrome
I said, Yo, it's on!
Take cover son or you're assed-out
How do you like my chrome then I watched the rookie pass out
Didn't have to blast him but I did anyway
That young punk had to pay
So I just killed a man
 
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
 
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
 
It's gonna be a long time before I finish
One of the many missions that I had to establish
To lite
My spliff ignite
You with insight
So if you ain't down, bullshit!
Say some punk tried to get you for your auto
Would you call the One-time and play the role model?
No! I think you'll play like a thug
Next you hear the shot of a magnum slug
Humming coming at ya
Yeah ya know I'm gonna gatt ya!
How you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been?
Understand where I'm coming from
When you're up on the hill in your big home
I'm out here risking my dome
Just for a bucket
Or a fast duck it
Just to stay alive, yo I got to say fuck it!
 
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
 
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
 
Here is something you can't understand
 
All I wanted was a Pepsi!
 
What does it all mean?
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Cypress Hill - I Ain't Goin' Out Like That Lyrics

Cypress Hill - I Ain't Goin' Out Like That Video

Let's kick it ese
 
Comin' out da slums
It's da hoodlums
I'm pullin' my gatt out on all you bums
So bring it on when you wanna come fight this
Outlaw, kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress
Hill
Kill
I'll bust that grill
Grab my gatt, and load up the steel
And if you wanna get drastic
I'll pull out my plastic
Glock automatic
Synthetic material, bury your blocks 'n' mortar
Headed down to da Mexican border
Smokin' that smelly
Northern Cali'
Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley
Ho, hum
Hear the gatt come
Boooooommmmmm!
Let me see what you'll do
It's a sin to kill a man
But I'll be damned 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 gatts'll be smokin'
I'll be damned if ya think I'm jokin'
Know that I come with the static
Erratic
Four-five automatic
Screamin' at ya
The red lights beamin' at ya
No need to have to run after the punk-ass hood
In the oven I'm cooked
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
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 got you thinkin' What the fuck is this?
Lettin' you know I take care of business
Can I get a witness?
To verify when I'm to bring this
Style that makes you ecstatic
Tragic
When I get a pull of the magic buddha
When I roll with my crew
I bet ya One-time can't find my hoota!
And I'll be hitting with the belt unbuckled
Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle
Pulled to da curb
So we exchanged a few words
But he got me stirred up
Enough to grab the handcuffs
I'll huff and puff and blow ya head off!
 
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
 
Yeah takin' your disses and dissin' ya right back. This is the Cypress
Hill crew, like main shit. Yo an' I'm talk this damn rappa, eat a bowl a
Dick up. There ya go my man over here, you can eat a bowl o' dick up too.
Anybody else need from runnin' away: yo, eat a bowl of dick up G!
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Cypress Hill - Insane In The Brain Lyrics

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Who you tryin' to get crazy with ese?
Don't you know I'm loco?
 
To the one on the flamboyant temper, just toss that ham
In the fryin' pan
Like Spam
Feel done when I come in slam
Damn
I feel like the son of Sam
Don't make me wreck shit hectic
Next to the chair got me goin' like General Electric
Eeen!
The lights are blinking
I'm thinking
It's all over when I go out drinking
Oh, makin' my mind slow,
That's why I don't fuck wit da big four-o
Bro', I got ta maintain
'Cause a nigga like me is goin' insane
 
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
 
Insane in the membrane
Crazy insane
Got no brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
 
Do my shit undercover
Now it's time for the blubba
Blabba
To watch that belly get fatter
Fat boy on a diet
Don't try it
I'll jack your ass like a looter in a riot
My shit's fat like a sumo slammin' that ass
Leavin' your face in the grass
You know
I don't take a dulo
Lightly
Punks just jealous 'Cause they can't outwrite me
Or kick that style: wicked, wild
Happy face nigga never seen me smile
Rip that mainframe
I'll explain
A nigga like me is goin' insane
 
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
 
Insane in the membrane
Crazy insane
Got no brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
 
Insane in the brain
In the brain
It's because I'm loco
 
Insane in the brain
In the brain
It's because I'm loco
 
Insane in the brain
In the brain
Insane
It's because I'm loco
 
Insane in the brain
 
Like Louie Armstrong
Played the trumpet
I'll hit dat bong and break ya off something soon
I got to get my props
Cops
Come and try to snatch my crops
These pigs wanna blow my house down
Head underground
To the next town
They get mad
When they come to raid my pad
And I'm out in the nine deuce Cad'
Yes I'm the pirate pilot
Of this ship if I get
Wit' the ultraviolet dream
Hide from the red light beam
Now do you believe in the unseen
Look, but don't make your eyes strain
A nigga like me is goin' insane
 
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
 
Insane in the membrane
Crazy insane
Got no brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
 
Insane in the brain
It's because I'm loco
Insane in the brain
It's because I'm loco
 
Insane in the brain
It's because I'm loco
Insane in the brain
It's because I'm loco
 
I think I'm going crazy
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Cypress Hill - Illusions Lyrics

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Some people tell me that I need help
Some people can fuck off and go to hell
Goddamn why they criticize me
Now shit is on the rise and my family despise me
 
Fuck 'em and feed 'em 'Cause I don't need 'em
I won't join 'em if I can beat 'em
They don't understand my logic
To my gat, to my money, and I'm hooked on chronic
 
I never wanted to hurt a nigga
Unless you come flexin' that trigger
I'll dig ya that grave on the east side of town
Now your six feet underground
 
From man, to the dust to the ashes
All I remember tell me where the cash is
Click clack barrel at my dome
Give all your loot or you ain't going home
 
But I ain't going out on a bang
Wa dada dang wa dada da dang
 
I'm havin' illusions all this confusion's
Drivin' me mad inside
I'm havin' illusions all this confusion's
Fuckin' me up in the mind
 
Mother fuckas be drivin' me up the walls
Hopin' that I fall but they can lick my balls
Straight jacket, strap it
In the padded room where some punk niggas can't hack it
 
Distracted from all reality
Now I'm let out, on a minor technicality
They all fucked up now
'Cause they let a nigga back on the street somehow
 
I'm lookin' for some one like me
Livin' in my own world, to my own degree
On the loose in the city lookin' at the ho with the titties
Looking at me and I feel shitty
 
A lil tensed up getting hot
'Cause she looks like my girl who got smoked at the crack spot
I'm trying to find ways to cope
But I ain't fuckin' around with a gauge or a rope
 
I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's
Drivin' me mad inside
I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's
Fuckin' me up in the mind
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Cypress Hill - When The Shit Goes Down Lyrics

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Livin on phat pockets on flat wit tha gat
Rollin around nine deuce cadillac
Still got my homies to watch my back
And they'll smoke ya ass if ya wanna come chat
Thats why some pigs an tha kids come sweatin they follow
A hollow point shell's hard ta swallow
Why wallow when ya come ta roll on i put tha clip an dust
Bring ya ass on,kickin dust on ya head as tha gatt busts
My grip surronded im about ta get rushed i brushed wit death
How many shells stuffed in my closet???
 
When tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes
Down)
When tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes
Down)
When tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes
Down)
When tha shit goes down ya better be ready (ya better be ready)
 
I told tha boyz get tha sawed off glock and tha rest of tha gats
As i strapped on tha bullet-proof vest
BOOM i think i got one to tha chest
Hot damn I didn't want to kill a man shit
I still stand tall with tha hill clan ya'll better stand back
Niggaz bout ta fall I'm comin out blastin like yosemite
Sam get tha cheese an tha bread for tha ham
 
When tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes
Down)
When tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes
Down)
When tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes
Down)
When tha shit goes down ya better be ready (ya better be ready)
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Cypress Hill - Tequila (Tequila Sunrise) Lyrics

Cypress Hill - Tequila (Tequila Sunrise) Video

Sen Dog:) Pa la salud!
(B-Real:) Pa la salud... primero yo
(Sen Dog:) Primero usted... (Ayygghh!)
(S-D & B-R:) (grito mexicano)
(B-Real:) Cometelo joven...
(Sen Dog:) Cometelo jajaja!...
 
(Sen Dog)
Aqui estoy con mi barrio, listo a hacer feria
Cartel Cypress Hill esta en tu area
Colectando queso alla en Mexico
Donde el sol quema duro y baja despacio
Tengo mis camaradas y todo esta bien
Tengo una mansion en tierra que mide cien
Y todos se den cuenta vengo a hacer tranzas
Con mucha libra aqui estoy pa La Raza
Me ven en mi ranfla con todos los Hierro
Cuidando mi negocio con todo mi perro
No trates nada tengo mis soldados
Espiritu asesino, vienen preparados
Raperos desperados es nuestra tema
El dicho de nosotros: Agarra la crema...!
 
(Chorus x2:)
Tequila Sunrise, con los ojos rojos
Un dia vamos a morir, escandaloso!
 
(B-Real)
Nunca conoci dinero asi, en mis manos
Hasta que conoci un camarada como hermano
No importa donde miro tiene a todos asustados
Corriendo por cubre, con mas que vende 'marrados
Pero como un querieron me enseno la foto grande
Asi vendiendo drogas jamas, nunca andes
No como rateros que no entienden, no comprenden
No pases anos torcido con placas en tu frente
?Entiendes?
Me dio una copa y tome, el sabor malo del gusano
Mejame dandome lecciones
Me cacheteo y dijo: Mira, eres mi mejor paisa pero nunca me miras
Has lo que digo y te hago rico chico
Ratas duermen en hoyos, no me cruces o te pico
Que no se te olviden las reglas del juego
Te van a conocer hasta que quemes en el fuego
Mujeres falsas y dinero no va
Como tomando, manejando, mi hermano te mataran
Quedate alerto a lo que esta alrededor
Esas cosas que te dije van a ser tu matador
Tenlo todo en orden la plata no va a parar
Recuerdate de mi y siempre vas a ganar...
 
(Chorus)
 
(B-real)
Tequila Sunrise, Ayayay
Tiempo vuela rapido, hijo y by surprise
Mi vana se murio y a mi me dejo
Capitan de las movidas aqui digo yo
Tragate el gusano cabron, soy el maton
Si no me matas te mato a ti como un ladron
Confia en nadie, vengo pa tras
Y jamas me cruces a mi porque yo tengo mas
Me recuerdo lo que dijo Jesus:
'Si quieres el dinero, paisa, tienes que ser primero'
Que te peguen mis palabras, esta listo pa morir
A todo tiempo, porque si no vas a sufrir...
 
(Chorus)
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