One Last Cigarette (Explicit Album Version)

One Last Cigarette - Cypress Hill

You was a good kid your parents musta loved you

They got you out of trouble no matter how big the bubble

They gave you everything nah you never needed nothin

We used to get high 'member we was weeded cousin

We used to go to clubs blaze it up and act crazy

What made you turn around was it drugs or your lady

We had good times committin hood crimes

We drew lines but you never understood mine

You don't go f**kin homies just like my momma told me

I held my hood up boldly you were a f**kin phony

I guess it manifested when I got the call early

They said you bunkered down in the hood with ol' girly

She had your back covered but that didn't matter did it

I know you're livin but you put your f**kin self in it

Don't try to make a move ni**a don't go f**kin 'dere

I know you're hurtin cause you're tied up to the f**kin chair

You never loved your family you robbed that mall gladly

They tried to love you sadly you let 'em down badly

Just call me Death's angel but we were never strangers

You 'bout to get mangled that's truer than Kurt Angle

Now it's time to pay any last words to say

I know your mind strays son I think you need to pray

Don't even need to tell you you were a smart ni**a

Save your teardrops yo don't even start ni**a

You shoulda thought of that long ago before you f**ked me

You dodged me long enough homey now you been lucky

But now it's pay the piper no f**kin traps or snipers

Just the gas and lighter caught up in the web of spiders

But now you get devoured burnin in the flames you coward

This is the very hour I send your family flowers

I'm sure they all will miss you but they will be good without you

They'll reminisce and light a candle as they talk about you

Relax no no it's okay

Let me give you a light