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Cypress Hill

One Last Cigarette

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  rapcore  alternative
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Текст песни Cypress Hill - One Last Cigarette

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(Fuck you motherfucker! Untie me from this chair man You better untie me from this chair nigga You know who the fuck I am, I will have you killed nigga! You better untie me motherfucker, fuck y`all motherfuckers man! Do you know who the fuck I am?){*beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks*}Right {*duct tape being unrolled*}Sho` you rightYou want a cigarette nigga?[B-Real]You was a good kid, your parents musta loved youThey got you out of trouble no matter how big the bubbleThey gave you everything, nah you never needed nothinWe used to get high, `member we was weeded cousinWe used to go to clubs, blaze it up and act crazyWhat made you turn around, was it drugs or your lady?We had good times, committin hood crimesWe drew lines but you never understood mineYou don`t go fuckin homies, just like my momma told meI held my hood up boldly, you were a fuckin phonyI guess it manifested when I got the call earlyThey said you bunkered down in the hood with ol` girlyShe had your back covered, but that didn`t matter did it?I know you`re livin, but you put your fuckin self in itDon`t try to make a move, nigga don`t go fuckin `dereI know you`re hurtin cause you`re tied up to the fuckin chairYou never loved your family, you robbed that mall gladlyThey tried to love you sadly, you let `em down badlyJust call me Death`s angel, but we were never strangersYou `bout to get mangled, that`s truer than Kurt AngleNow it`s time to pay, any last words to say?I know your mind strays, son I think you need to prayDon`t even need to tell you, you were a smart niggaSave your teardrops, yo don`t even start niggaYou shoulda thought of that long ago before you fucked meYou dodged me long enough, homey now you been luckyBut now it`s pay the piper, no fuckin traps or snipersJust the gas and lighter, caught up in the web of spidersBut now you get devoured, burnin in the flames you cowardThis is the very hour, I send your family flowersI`m sure they all will miss you, but they will be good without youThey`ll reminisce and light a candle as they talk about you[Cypress Hill]Relax... no no it`s okayLet me give you a light {*muffled: "Oh SHIT!"*}{*flames roaring, a voice screaming*}That`s my favorite fucking song..{*in the background, "Pigs" by Cypress Hill plays*} [B-Real] This pig harassed the whole neighborhood Well this pig worked at the station This pig he killed my Homeboy so the fuckin pig, went on a vacation This pig he is the chief Got a brother pig, Captain O`Malley He`s got a son that`s a pig too He`s collectin pay-offs from a dark alley This pig`s known as a narco..{*music fades*}

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