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Cypress Hill

Skull & Bones

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  rapcore  alternative
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Текст песни Cypress Hill - Skull & Bones

Cypress Hill - Skull & Bones слова песни

Get ready motherfuckers!You can`t fuck with the [spanish] 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 bitches With your tail up, I`m the thug piratePut the sail up - your whole crew frail, what You want this joint, suck it inhale nut Niggas are feelin` this track in Braile, huh We`re grade A while you motherfuckers fail, what You understand, immitators gotta bail up To all the males and females gangin` up All on my cell phone talkin` shit, hangin` up I gotta show you how a nigga bang it up Slangin` cuts Chorus: Your squad against mine You`re minor leagues with majorDetail the plans like verse 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 mannequin My high lyrics constantly brain damagin` Brandishin` a fire arm, still managin` Hurt niggas, 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 pussy, 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 brain`s scramblin` Don`t like what you hear, change the channel then nigga Chorus I spark cells of a rhythm You best listen, get it over with Stolen shit, rollin it, Cypress ownin` it Bitin` niggas 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 body`s on the floor, head got a hole in it The weed master, rhyme killer, mic controllin` it You still fuckin` but your wack, ain`t throwin` it Stepped in shit, now your chillin` all alone in it Head full of hair, still ain`t combin` it Five child in the world who`s ropin` it Never know if i`m high or i`m throwin` shit I got you stuck in the Twilight Zone on shit I`m the owner of the fat joint you rollin` with, bitch Chorus

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