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Cypress Hill - Dust lyrics
When people stare at the scene like a machine of the team looking for theme between cracks searching for cream physical image can never be lost never be cleverly read or took on into the search of your own suckers are looking for treasures and pleasures endeavours images of plastic material whenever your ready your steady rolling with deadly and friendly territorial glorious story you've heard nothing but bull for me Comming from ghetto the güero the heart in the metal settle for gas as we passing you fast in the pedal head to the floor and the horror is starting to pour everything I just threatened your blood you can't take it no more why did you try to forget it I said it to FUCK OFF!! now you'll be headed said I'm making you try to do laws that's what you get for faking it hot and no more living I'm sucker I'm pushing the bomb. [Chorus:] Do what you want do what you need the hardcore breaking the law the new seed yes they want more Cypress Hill Soul Assasins we smokin 420 all day we ain't joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want it's a damn right get up in my way I'll cross your ass like dust. ???? is loaded with snakes serpents who come and they take pieces of those who they break bodies are found in the lake only the victims its pass you thought that you gonna last pockets all over the cash now that you're actually grass high kids taking and sliping away look at you tricking and sipping its clicking the trigger and so is your place only the strong will survive hoping to keep 'em alive I'll never be denied watch on who you can find People around and they're proud looking for those who obye dying like these killas defy so I keep up the withdrawl join fucking with the pace your just a waste in my face hit you in base in your case if all you want is a taste even the lemo the rebel bringing the metal in temple so many rebels incredible time we battle looking for action don't judge us avenge us redempt us don't give me negligence your all though in time no revenges [Chorus:] Do what you want do what you need the hardcore breaking the law the new seed yes they want more Cypress Hill Soul Assasins we smokin 420 all day we ain't joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want it's a damn right get up in my way I'll cross your ass like dust. Under the heavens we representing directions of flesh and feeling the heat the tension now dissin' we stressin' life is a battle to the cattle you gonna die just how that'll just suffer your glad you built up your high and go up the chain the pages keep turning and burning the rage is concerning the day is becomming disarming searching for harmony you wanna be balling me but you never get no where cause I'm killing your whole philosophy Robbing like temperature I signal your flow when we just clowning just tell me just pass me watch me I'm truly tampering y'all must be simple delinquent to try to get what the sick is so leave the hard is to limp it and only the thrill will we get it? I'm an assasin of soul out of control when I roll you better hide in your hole I got your name on my skull there ain't no running from me assasin of hunees you see blastin at those who obye blasting at last at the weak! [Chorus:] Do what you want do what you need the hardcore breaking the law the new seed yes they want more Cypress Hill Soul Assasins we smokin 420 all day we ain't joking serve it up oh yes and the hard stuff excess of the zes make it sound right beat it up all you want it's a damn right get up in my way I'll cross your ass like dust |
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