going to get me some You fuckin' with a nigga that's number one Doin' it just for fun and now look at him run On some dumb shit not the assassin', I'
with us, get rid of us, split us? Come and get us, and when you come get us, remember bitch you gots to kill us. And you can surely believe that I, I'
', now you can bring it on, because we ready, we ready. Fuckin' with us is like fuckin' with no condom. That's dumb, better play with yourself. Nigga,
pass in every section And walk the projects with no protection Be surrounded by a mob, and not get robbed Considered to be a savior and not be God (
honor, may I address the bench? They try-na assassinate me like they did to Larry Flynt Excuse my persona, I may be hardcore but I'm not Jeffrey Dalmer
' now they got us definition whilin', Ninety Ninety Five, how many heads are gonna fly with that rootin' tootin' southside shootin', Bootin' any nigga who ain't troopin' with
morgue Swarmin' informers like cops at drug corners Feds got the bugs on us, tryin' to lay the law on us They want us in jails with bails too high to
like the trifest not knowin' how my life is My life is, rap sheet long as the Turnpike The sheistest, hey fella, who bidded with the lifers Did it with
While you haunt us like a fed, we twist you like a dreadlock Has I got to hammer talkin' bitches in the bed? While you fuckin' with the Soul Assassins
down with us Busta Rhymes you know he's down with us Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us The MAAD Circle are down with us Def Squad, is down with us
that make you feel alright (Low rider) Smoke that tree, crack that brew, we gettin' freaky tonight 'Cause we're Cypress Hill, come on and ride with us
Shot Everyone Has Been Shot, Everyone Has Been Shot. Come on hit me with my best Come on hit me with my best Come on hit me with my best Verse 1 [Bizarre
make Whether you local or express What's the meanin of ghettofabulous Not ridin the back of the bus I'm a revolutionary antagonist Some playas is mad at us
ship that later brought us here Black like the cheeks that are roadways for tears that leave black faces well traveled with years Black like assassin
you the +cheaters+ A cypher, will complete us if we come through your receivers You can play us and repeat us and then take us home and read us (line
you not I spit too hot to diss you Man, I should go out and challenge a blow torch Respect no boy Except maybe Bun B I'm from the place with the area
me heartless Department of justice would love to bust us Bang hard, get jacked by gang squad So we keep it on the low, make us untouchable Hard hittin
What we spit, beautiful and grotesque Swim with us in the abyss to the deep depths Take a deep breath Strike your lungs like a deadly pathogen, let the assassins