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Cypress Hill

Another Victory

 

Another Victory

(album: Skull & Bones - 2000)


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 pirate
Put the sail up your whole crew frail, what
You want this joint, suck it inhale nut
Niggas are feeling 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 ganging up
All on my cell phone talking shit, hanging up
I gotta show you how a nigga bang it up
Slanging cuts

[Chorus:]

Your squad against mine
You're minor leagues with major
Detail the plans like verse
Hit hard, catch you off guard
Another Victory

I slay rappers with precision
I got vision like Anakin
You panicing I'm leavin you stiffer than a mannequin
My high lyrics constantly brain damaging
Brandishing a fire arm, still managing
Hurt niggas, bandaging who give my lyrics
That play like a mandalin
I hold my mic like my dick, but you handling
I kill flows on tracks who abandoning
I eat you like pussy, then take a sample,
Then spit fire in the places you standing in
I take a fool to the Hill
Light a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandaling
Now I see your whole brain's scrambling
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 owning it
Biting niggas clonin it,
I got a dog got a bone to pick, you holding 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 controlling it
You still fucking but your wack, ain't throwing it
Stepped in shit, now your chilling all alone in it
Head full of hair, still ain't combing it
Five child in the world who's roping it
Never know if i'm high or i'm throwing shit
I got you stuck in the Twilight Zone on shit
I'm the owner of the fat joint you rolling with, bitch

[Chorus]

done

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