收聽Cypress Hill的Another Victory (Clean Edit)歌詞歌曲

Another Victory (Clean Edit)

Cypress Hill2000年4月25日

Another Victory (Clean Edit) 歌詞

Artist:cypress hill

Songs Title:another victory

Get ready motherf**kers

You can't f**k with the

Please no interruptions

Your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun

 

Like my rag top six-five

Smash you with the switches

The hitch is you're gettin too big for your britches

 

Why you runnin like b**ches

With your tail up I'm the thug pirate

 

Put the sail up - your whole crew frail what

 

You want this joint suck it inhale nut

 

*s are feelin this track in braile huh

 

Were grade a while you motherf**kers fail what

 

You understand immitators gotta bail up

To all the males and females gangin up

 

All on my cell phone talkin sh*t hangin up

 

I gotta show you how a ni**a bang it up

Slangin cuts

Your squad against mine

Your minor leaks with major

Detail the plans like

Hit hard catch you off guard

Another victory

 

I slay rappers with precision

 

I got vision like anakin

 

You panicin I'm leavin you stiffer than a manequin

 

My high lyrics constantly brain damagin

 

Brandishin a fire arm still managin

Hurt *s bandagin who give my lyrics

That play like a mandalin

 

I hold my mic like my dick but you handlin

I kill flows on tracks who abandonin

I eat you like p**sy then take a sample

 

Then spit fire in the places you standin in

 

I take a fool to the hill

 

Light a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalin

Now I see your whole brains scramblin

Don't like what you hear change the channel then ni**a

 

I spark cells of a rhythm

 

You best listen get it over with

 

Stolen sh*t rollin it cypress ownin it

Bitin *s clonin it

 

I got a dog got a bone to pick you holdin it

 

Suck it hard swallow easy put a soul in it

 

Your bodys on the floor head got a hole in it

 

The w**d master rhyme killer mic controllin it

 

You still f**kin but your wack ain't throwin it

 

Stepped in sh*t now your chillin all alone in it

 

Head full of hair still ain't combin it

Five child in the world whos ropin it

 

Never know if I'm high or I'm throwin sh*t

I got you stuck in the twilight zone on sh*t

 

I'm the owner of the fat joint you rollin with b**ch