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Cisco Kid (feat. Cypress Hill & War) - Redman & Method Man

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@Rumjana
6,115
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@Emmav
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Burn like a furnace, keep it hot like a thermos It's the realest at your service, now I'm on a higher purpose And you haters don't deserve us, but we give it to you like a virus We are the highest motherfuckers, ruling from the hills of Cypress Mister magnificent, you're insignificant See what is in my weed sack, bitch try sniffing it Sendin I hittin it, smells so aromatic Smoking out the room, sorry homie it's a fuckin habit Mad dough comfortably shadowed the fuckin sun Run up on me, and watch a nigga, give you some I'm swinging for the fence, blasting up home runs Go with a knife, cut your ass, like a show gun A little somethin for the peasant, yankin on my chain You the reason niggas sing about the membrane Running round like a clown, actin hell strange On the real the world forgot about your punk name We are the hill, we came to get you high They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die So high so high so high Shittin on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by We are the hill, we came to get you high They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die So high so high so high See my mind's at the pinnacle, stress levels are minimal You see a criminal, labeled defined unwinable You're so cynical, smoke like is fuckin legal Either way the people represent if nothin equal Yeah, spark it up. Date, time, walk it off You got a problem? I'm a Rolling Stone startin up You stop me on a promise, you will never stop Last thing you hear is the blast, when the hammer drops When you with a sick click, we uncheckable Cypress Hill misfits bring it through the vegetables Bringin a cloud of smoke, representable The highest man to toke, and his general The nature stands with us, ready for war We done talking two digits and we still want more I could call you up by name, but what the fuck for? You under my sneaker that I stomp on the floor We are the hill, we came to get you high They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die So high so high so high Shittin on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by We are the hill, we came to get you high They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die So high so high so high Shittin on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flyin by We are the hill, we came to get you high They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die So high so high so high Shittin on you bitches, like a bird, when he's flying by We are the hill, we came to get you high They're calling me insane, why? You must wanna die So high so high so high See my mind's at the pinnacle, stress levels are minimal You see a criminal, labeled defined unwinable You're so cynical, smoke like is fuckin legal Either way the people represent if nothin equal Yeah, spark it up. Date, time, walk it off You got a problem? I'm a Rolling Stone startin up You stop me on a promise, you will never stop Last thing you hear is the blast, when the hammer drops When you with a sick click, we uncheckable Cypress Hill misfits bring it through the vegetables Bringin a cloud of smoke, representable The highest man to toke, and his general The nature stands with us, ready for war We done talking two digits and we still want more I could call you up by name, but what the fuck for? You under my sneaker that I stomp on the floor We are the hill we came to get you high They're calling me insane why you must wanna die So high so high so high Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by We are the hill we came to get you high They're are calling me insane why you must wanna die So high so high so high Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
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@Owen
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That's chapter 1, Would you like to have chapter 2 You better you son of a bitch, I know the way. Here's adventure, here's romance, Here's the famous Robbin Hood of the old west. Cisco, the sheriff, he's getting closer! This way Poncho, vominos. The Cisco Kid. Way, way, way, we way back in the days the year, 1980. Had to get a job, had to make some money-ney Picked up a pen and a pad, Dropped reality never thinking that I Would live to see the day I'd rock my own CD We used to do the dance we called obie-obie Now S.T.P. 1993, so Hollywood get out my way My mom's words seems like yesterday "Love Jesus, don't forget to pray" She most have gone with the boss D.J. Right? (Don't be too sure of that fat one. Fat one?) And feelin though, skinny coming with the 9mm 'Cuz he who has the money has the authority, And respect to the man with the Uzi (I'm pritty handy with a six gun myself) The 808 kick is on my hitlist And this beat's cooking like an Italian It wasn't hard for me to do, it so easy Because to me loops loops tight go naturally Mom's words seem like yesterday. What's your name? Cisco Kid. Si, Poncho's name is, Poncho. Now in '94 we got an S.T.P. A half pack of smokes, and oh yes, and Sammy A fifteen pack of Old Millwalkee A Dalmation and a girlfriend, But I ain't got no money-ne-ne-ne The 808 is within my reach, Sublime beats are comin' straight from long beach. If you think that hollywood Didn't get what he deserved, Call 808 kit to get served (Scarface) How am I gonna get a scar like that eating pussy, man? There's always some hombre that can't resist swapin' lead, Just to see if their faster with the six gun than Cisco is. They'll only find out Cisco is fastet. Well that don't stop 'em from tryin' Poncho, Like Slade here, He fancys himself as fast on the draw as a quarter-horse Takin' after a stray. What's the matter? Can't the Cisco Kid talk for himself? Is that how you got your reputation Cisco, By havin' your partner build you up? I make no claim to a reputation senor, And no one has to talk for me. The Cisco Kid, heh,. The kid part fits you from the way you act. I've meet with your kind before. You a foolish hombre if you think he will not fight you. Your making big talk for an hombre who will not fight. You are wrong Slade, I'll fight you any place, any time. If there is a good reason. Well here's a fist full of reasons! Now you two quit that. Just as soon as I finish off this Cisco Kid. You are the one that is finished you faggot. Is that a good punch? Alright you two, that's enough, Let him alone Cisco. I won't forget this Cisco, I'll take this up with you another time. Any time hombre, I'd be glad to accomidate you. I'll make it soon Cisco. Shit up cash, keep your mouth shut. Thats what I mean, Cisco, You attract trouble like a fiddler attracts a square dance, You understand why I don't want You staying in this town? Do not worry sheriff
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@Aaliyah
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[Sen dog] Bout to mash these niggaz man Don't come in my backyard motherfucker Hahaha, b-real and the dog, motherfucker! Ha! yeah Here we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog Lunatic smokin loops, loose in your sector Got my eye on em, on the apparatus Like a bone to a dog, yea you know i gotta have it Anywhere you get it shit, and i'ma grab it Turn around stares to your face and i jab it Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits Hunt you, like a hillbilly huntin a rabbit Cuttin niggaz up like muggs on the wheels For reals, penetentiary steel Pull heads to bed from the choke of a headlock Fadin baldheads to perms, even dreadlocks Bwoy, rudebwoy with me style I can get foul or wild, or just cool for a while Chorus: b-real, sen dog (Checkmate fool!) hang em high Got the live shit, bang em whenever you/he wanna try Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, i/we take em all (Checkmate fool!) wherever the pawns fall * Repeat 2x * [B-real] Look look punk, every way you get shook To the pawn, takin out the rook, off of the book Lights get tooken, taken you for satan You can't breathe, no need to look up and see me The last hope, when you mellow you call whoever For the hype shit, you call the hill, put it together Runnin this game, bringin the same, raw shit Over the hills, through the city we come equipped To the letter, keepin your temperature down low What i reveal, the good shit to heal all souls Makin you roll late night, you trippin, my game's tight To the new shit i bring, never the same hype So push that shit off, get up, don't let off No matter how much blood you spit up You could never be, fuckin with greenthumb The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung We hit hard, breakin your guard, you can't tell When the bells ring, bustin your shell, the pawn fell Chorus (Peek-a-boo, you fuck you!) [Sen dog] I'ma freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk I'ma kill all junk with the suicide clunk Ain't nobody came my way, talkin bout The westside of l.a., so whatever Punk-ass click you claim, you keep bumpin that shit And elevate your frame, cause i want that Big-time, asshole, studio gangsta Worth a lot of shit, but that's not the main factor [B-real] My nigga sen's rollin again, remember when We rocked shows, battlin foes, the time's been long Strong with the styles, you ain't hear to win Like blood pourin out of the pen, the ink stains Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot flash Got you heated with repeated attacks over the tracks Smack niggaz up, back niggaz up, hack niggaz up Jack niggaz up, hangin the wack niggaz up Snowball effect, we rollin the city limits Crushin the bitch-ass niggaz with all the gimmicks Chorus [Sen dog] Checkmate fool!
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@Lova
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Hey ese look at these two motherfuckers right here homes What you thinkin' homes Wait 'till he turns around homes (Echoed) watch-out All right I got your back homes, let's go Come on ese let's go Let's do it You don't wanna turn your back on me When you least expect it I come with the wicked method I'm creepin' on ya How you find your homeboys bleedin' on ya Just the locotes Drumin' out the potes Got a new hollay Jackin' in the noche Give me your faya In your pocket or they'll carry ya Off and bury ya We got in the east side every guy Four and three and two and one Thievery don't stop 'till I get done Sometimes I don't even need my gat But shit's gettin' deep and I gotta blast back 'Two' thievery 'one' robbery 'one' robbery 'Cause jackin' is my hobby Give out that money, jewelery and your keys To the five-o outside on wheels Later out with the '85 Mustang One-time got me on the radar Pousha And ya don't stop 'till I'm done Now the Puercos got me on the run Police Radio "LA-14 in pursuit of two immigrant suspects armed on one eight seven, headed westbound On central and Ninety-second, armed two suspects believed to be in 1985 red Mustang license plate Lincoln Charles David Bullshit Madelin three two Armed and dangerous suspects known" You don't wanna turn your back on me When you least expect it I got your keys in my possession With my Smith and Wesson Takin' out all my aggression Check it out ese You're lookin' at the jefe Off that clicker with a big bad trese I'll teach you a lesson No question Get your ass out, now you're passin' out When ya looked at the glente Four and three and two and one The robbery don't stop 'till I get done Some niggas do this shit for fun Now the Puercos got me on the run From bodio Two bodio Lookin' for anybody-o Cessadio Hangin' out wit madio Lookin' for a place to hide On the west side Spank got my back over there it right And it don't stop 'till I'm done Now the One-time got me on the run (Police radio) "LA-14, we have spotted the vehicle, suspects nowhere in sight, aw shit!" (Two shots ring out) How you like me now pouto? Fuck you pig Let' go homes It's the fuckin' bus eh Get on ese Right here homes One-times not down with us Now they lookin' for my ride, but I'm on the bus Don't turn your back on a rapper like me 'Cause I'm one broke motherfucker in need Desperate What's goin' on in the mente Takin' from the rich an' not from my gente Look at that gabacho slipping Borrocho from the cerveza he's sipping No me vale madre Gabacho prey to your padre This is one the time you wanna give me the jale Four and three and two and one This old muthafucka got him a gun Blam! I took one to the knee-cap Things happen so fast Now I dropped my strap Now I'm about to meet my maker Though I had it all figured out with a paper No longer will I be running Last thing I heard was the fucking gatt humming
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@Hekla
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Lord knows I can't sleep, my mind racing like the Indi 500 Gotta find a way to turn the... into something Won't take a loss, gotta make it pay off Cause these haters wanna take away the play, I ain't on Too hungry to not eat, so who gonna stop me? Nigga's been dropping off when the pros get... The shots start popping off when these blocks I'm working Nightmares if a casket that's not my coffin! And it's not that often that I ever say I'm really feeling it's my brain on drugs But I'm not a dealer, always serving off murder But I'm not a killer and my mother fucker I'm saying, I ain't got no feelings! So you got the feelings and these hoes already know I ain't got no feelings hard core is the North Pole dead or winner Just know anywhere I go I was born a winner, yeah! I think I might smoke today, Smoke until I fade away Go and get a little liquor, Kick it with my niggas, Hear what they got to say! I think I might smoke today, Smoke until I fade away Go and get a little liquor, Kick it with my niggas, Hear what they got to say! This life we live is crazy, crazy, crazy Sometimes I just smoke to get away This life we live is crazy, crazy, crazy Sometimes I just smoke to fade away Fade away like MJ, drop a base line With 1.5 on a clock left! Always got it on deck, niggas going to be upset Go against, get left, always cement! Gotta holler at my homies, find out what the next move is My uncle just got locked for the next few years Momma always taught me to respect my pears If that check don't clear... your neck right here And this Cush got my head on the next frontier Out of space for the... place Ain't nobody safe when them reals ain't pay shit Real kids get killed every day So I can't let it go away, it's gotta make the shit pop Can't stop, till I get everything I want I've just seen a lot get caught up in hot ... about to cook that beef like... Got a problem? We're on 'em! I think I might smoke today, Smoke until I fade away Go and get a little liquor, Kick it with my niggas, Hear what they got to say! I think I might smoke today, Smoke until I fade away Go and get a little liquor, Kick it with my niggas, Hear what they got to say! This life we live is crazy, crazy, crazy Sometimes I just smoke to get away This life we live is crazy, crazy, crazy Sometimes I just smoke to fade away I think I need to relaps Sober up, relaps, pour a little something after we sack Go and kick with my homies My niggas that know me Bring a couple bitches and I fit the deck Cause ain't no ghetto ways where I stay Instead today they renovate case where I'm living that So I need a spot that I can go and I can kick... So I need a spot that I can go and I can kick... I need a spot that I can go and I can kick... I think I might smoke today, Smoke until I fade away Go and get a little liquor, Kick it with my niggas, Hear what they got to say! I think I might smoke today, Smoke until I fade away Go and get a little liquor, Kick it with my niggas, Hear what they got to say! This life we live is crazy, crazy, crazy Sometimes I just smoke to get away This life we live is crazy, crazy, crazy Sometimes I just smoke to fade away
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