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CYPRESS HILL - Another Victory Added by Site Admin on 2004-01-17 00:40:59
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Get ready motherfuckers!You can't fuck with the [spanish]Please no interruptionsYour crew pull up guns get waxed in the sunLike my rag top six-fiveSmash you with the switchesThe hitch is, you're gettin too big for your britchesWhy you runnin like bitchesWith your tail up, I'm the thug piratePut the sail up - your whole crew frail, whatYou want this joint, suck it inhale nutNiggas are feelin' this track in braile, huhWe're grade a while you motherfuckers fail, whatYou understand, immitators gotta bail upTo all the males and females gangin' upAll on my cell phone talkin' shit, hangin' upI gotta show you how a nigga bang it upSlangin' cutsChorus:Your squad against mineYour minor leaks with majorDetail the plans like verseHit hard, catch you off guardAnother victoryI slay rappers with precisionI got vision like anakinYou panicin' I'm leavin you stiffer than a manequinMy high lyrics constantly brain damagin'Brandishin' a fire arm, still managin'Hurt niggas, bandagin' who give my lyricsThat play like a mandalinI hold my mic like my dick, but you handlin'I kill flows on tracks who abandonin'I eat you like pussy, then take a sample,Then spit fire in the places you standin' inI take a fool to the hillLight a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalin'Now I see your whole brain's scramblin'Don't like what you hear, change the channel then niggaChorusI spark cells of a rhythmYou best listen, get it over withStolen shit, rollin it, cypress ownin' itBitin' niggas clonin it,I got a dog got a bone to pick, you holdin' itSuck it hard swallow easy, put a soul in itYour body's on the floor, head got a hole in itThe weed master, rhyme killer, mic controllin' itYou still fuckin' but your wack, ain't throwin' itStepped in shit, now your chillin' all alone in itHead full of hair, still ain't combin' itFive child in the world who's ropin' itNever know if I'm high or I'm throwin' shitI got you stuck in the twilight zone on shitI'm the owner of the fat joint you rollin' with, bitchChorus
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