Cypress Hill - Another Victory Lyrics
Get ready mother*****ers!You cant ***** with the [spanish]Please no interruptionsYour crew pull up guns get waxed in the sunLike my rag top six-fiveSmash you with the switchesThe hitch is, youre gettin too big for your britchesWhy you runnin like *****esWith your tail up, Im the thug piratePut the sail up - your whole crew frail, whatYou want this joint, suck it inhale nutNiggas are feelin this track in braile, huhWere grade a while you mother*****ers fail, whatYou understand, immitators gotta bail upTo all the males and females gangin upAll on my cell phone talkin shit, hangin upI gotta show you how a nigga bang it upSlangin cutsChorus:Your squad against mineYour minor leaks with majorDetail the plans like verseHit hard, catch you off guardAnother victoryI slay rappers with precisionI got vision like anakinYou panicin Im leavin you stiffer than a manequinMy high lyrics constantly brain damaginBrandishin a fire arm, still managinHurt niggas, bandagin who give my lyricsThat play like a mandalinI hold my mic like my dick, but you handlinI kill flows on tracks who abandoninI eat you like *****, then take a sample,Then spit fire in the places you standin inI take a fool to the hillLight a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalinNow I see your whole brains scramblinDont like what you hear, change the channel then niggaChorusI spark cells of a rhythmYou best listen, get it over withStolen shit, rollin it, cypress ownin itBitin niggas clonin it,I got a dog got a bone to pick, you holdin itSuck it hard swallow easy, put a soul in itYour bodys on the floor, head got a hole in itThe weed master, rhyme killer, mic controllin itYou still *****in but your wack, aint throwin itStepped in shit, now your chillin all alone in itHead full of hair, still aint combin itFive child in the world whos ropin itNever know if Im high or Im throwin shitI got you stuck in the twilight zone on shitIm the owner of the fat joint you rollin with, *****Chorus
