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Break em of some - Cypress Hill

"This one goes out to all you punk motherfuckers out there Yeah, eat a bowl of dick'up fools! Do ya wanna get crazy? Commin atcha in 93'! Through the car swings The fireing pins go click when I duck behind"

Break Em' Off Some - Cypress Hill

"This one goes out to all you punk motherfuckers out there Yeah, eat a bowl of dick'up fools! Do ya wanna get crazy? Commin atcha in 93'! Through the car swings The fireing pins go click when I duck behind"

Wanna Get High - Cypress Hill

"I want to get high, so high I want to get high, so high I want to get high, so high I want to get high, so high Well it's the funk elastic The blunt I twist it The slammer five Buddha fine Funk on your"

I Wanna Get High - Cypress Hill

"I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high! Well that's the funk elastic, the blunt I twist it The slamafied, (buddafied) funk"

Bitter - Cypress Hill

"I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses for the trivial things and the pain life induces Bitches are wild, and so was I, young and stupid it's incredible, what a shitty circumstance produces"

Certified Bomb - Cypress Hill

"Call me the serial rhyme killer Mic-cord strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web nigga Your head is dangling off of your shoulders Cause my mic told me to do it cause you wasn't a true soldier Fake"

Superstar - Cypress Hill

"So you wanna be a rap superstar, and live large a big house, 5 cars, tha rent charged comin' up in the world, don't trust no body gotta look over your shoulder constantly I remember the days when I was"

Can't Stop Won't Stop - Cypress Hill

"Watch me attack the brain with dope lyrics The broadcast worldwide don't can't you hear it Everywhere you look around nothin' but soldiers Sickside do or die big money holders I know you, you got a chip"

Looking Through The Eye Of A Pig - Cypress Hill

"I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye Hug my kids, tell em I love em, my mouth, hit the fried I'm out on patrol, in my squad car, do I lay Where you never know, if you'll be makin it home today So"

What's Your Number? (feat. Tim Armstrong) - Cypress Hill

"I met her a club, heExplainr friend liked me but she didn't She noticed a lot of girls giving up their phone digits She didn't wanna be one of those hoes In clothes exploiting her body from head to toes She"

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