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1991

 
Duration: 46:47  
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1
Pigs Lyrics
Cypress Hill - Pigs Lyrics


"...boulevard, [garbled] in the building next to the location. suspects
Are seen climbing out of both windows. male hispanic, and a possible male
Black. they have their vehicí er van parked outside..."

This pig harassed the whole neighborhood
Well this pig worked at the station
This pig he killed my homeboy
So the fuckiní pig went on a vacation

This pig he is the chief
Got a brother pig captain oímalley
Heís got a son thatís a pig too
Heís collectiní pay-offs from a dark alley

This pig is known as a narco
If heís a pig or not, we know that he could be
This pig heís a fuckiní fag
So all his homepigs they call him a pussy

Well this pig heís really cool
So in this class we know he rides all alone
Well this pigís standiní eatiní donuts
While some motherfuckers out robbiní your home

This pig heís a big punk
And I know that he canít stand the sight of me
ícause pigs donít like it when ya act smart
And when ya tell íem that youíre a group from society

This pig works for the mafia
Makiní some money off crack
But this little pig got caught
So when he gets to the pen itís all about the pay-back

ícause once he gets to the pen
They wonít provide the little pig with a bullet-proof vest
To protect him from some mad nigga
Who he shot in the chest and placed under arrest

Aní itís all about breakiní off sausage
Do ya feel sorry for the poor little swine?
Niggas wanna do him in the ass
Just ta pay his ass back, so theyíre standiní in line

That fuckiní pig
Look what he got himself into
Now theyíre gonna make some pigs feet outta this little punk
Anybody like pork-chops?
How íbout a ham sandwich?
How íbout a ham sandwich?
02:52 192 3,92 ą0.10
2
How I Could Just Kill A Man Lyrics
Hey don't miss out on what you're passing,
you're the hootah of the funky buddah,
eluder of your fucked up style's I get wicked
so come on as Cypress starts to kick it,
cause we're like outlaws sridding while suckers are bidding,
jump behind the bush when you see me driving by'
hanging out the window, with my magnum taking out some negros
acting kind of loco I'm just another local
kid from the street getting paid for my vocals.

Here is something you can't understand,
How I could just kill a man


I'm ignoring all the dumb shit yo
cause nothing is coming from it
I'm not gonna waste no time fucking around my gat straight humming
it's humming coming at ya! sorry that I had to gat ya!
time for some action just a fraction of friction
I got the clearance to run some interference
in to your sattle light shining a battle light
Sen got the gat and I know he'll gat you right
here's an example just a little sample:
how could I just kill a man
one time tried to come in my home take my chrome
I said yo it's on. take cover or you're assed out
how do you like my chrome then I watched the rookie pass out
didn't have to blast out but I did any way, that young punk had to pay
so I just killed a man, here is something you can't understand
how I could just kill a man


It's gonna be a long time before I finish
one of the many missu-ions that I had to establish
to lite my spliff ignite you with insite so if you ain't down
bullshit. say some punk tried to get you for your auto
would call one time and play the rolemmodel?
No! I think you'll play like a thug
next you here the shot of a magnum slug, humming coming at ya!
sorry that I had to gat ya. How do you know where I'm at
when you haven't been where I've been, understand where I'm coming from. while you're up on the hill in your big home
I'm out here risking my dome, just for a bucket or a faster ducket,
just to stay alive yo I got to say fuck it.
here is something you can't understand, how I could just kill a man
04:09 192 5,68 ą0.10
3
Hand On The Pump Lyrics
Well I'm an alley kat, some say a dirty rat
on my side is my gat see I'm all of that,
spitting out buck shots boy I'm gonna wet ya
run and hide but I'm still coming to get ya
coming on a peace mode thinking like a homicide
you talking shit and trying to take me for a ride
I'm not a bad guy see I'm the funky feel
finger on the trigger when y hand's upon a steele
letting out a bullet iz is going Booyaa
your stuck in my hood so what you gonna do now?
being the hunted one is no fun
here I come son yo' I think you better run
better run more and move a little faster
second of thought and I'm coming to blast ya
with my "Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump"
left hand on a forty puffing on a blunt
buck my shotgun niggas didn't jump
la, la la, la, la, la, la, la


Koming at you with a stiff blow fucking up your program
ain't taking shit from you him or know man
master mind maniac and a menace
oh! how they wanna pass a sentence
all beacause a nigga tried to play me on the trigger
he missed so now the nigga's hist
rude and crude like a pitbull
to get to the point your fucking card will get pulled
now I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
with a boat and no paddle and I'm handing out beat downs
put me in chains try to beat my brains
I could get out but the grudge remains
when I see your punk ass I'm gonna get ya
fucking do ya shotgun goes Booyaa
Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump
left hand on the forty puffing on a blunt
buck my shotgun niggas didn't jump
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
04:03 192 5,59 ą0.10
4
Hole In The Head Lyrics
Mad man's gonna gat ya, quick with a quete
you see a game, no thee ain't no jugete
roll it like a psycho with the windows rolled down
who you lookin at, you tryin to play me clown.
Plato, simon you want static
while you reach for your gat to load the automatic.
BOOYAA, spittin out buck shots, boy me say blood clot,
now you can call a pig.
Cuz no one can handle ajuanta el loco
insane in the brain you get the bullet.


"And a hole on the head , a fuckin hole in you r head
a hole in your head, a hole in your head.
You get a hole in your head, in your mother fuckin head
a hole in the head, a hole in the head".


8 barrles pumpin, system thumpin
see a fine hyna come on baby jumpin.
aste paca here let me tell you something
you and me ruca we should be humpin.
If honew likes the mack homies got her in the bag
but there's vatos rollin up and they're stickin out their flag.
He jumpins out with a sag, a where you from homes
it's on, he sees him reachin for his chrome
buck shot to the dome jumps in the brougham
honey's in the back, but she just wants to go home.
But he dips to the store, homeboy needs a 40
whiteboy at the counters thinkin oh lordie lordie.
Pushin on a botton panickin for nothin
pigs on the way hey yo I smell bacon.
Dips out the store one-time hits the corner
then he hits the fuckin alley like if homes was Pop Warner
Still had the 40 comin out the alley
seen the chief son pig officer O Malley
In a black -n- white thinkin he's gonna jack 'em right
wrong, it's gonna be on that pig better saca la chrome.


And by the way you get a hole on the head , a fuckin hole in your head
a hole in your head, a hole in your head.
You get a hole in your head, in your mother fuckin head
a hole in the head, a hole in the head".


Pigs rollin up and now he's really baffled
brothas thinkin dam I never got that gaffled.
Beat down all the way to the station
gaffled up from a false accusation
on to the pen, you know homes the pinta
where the attitudes are flyin and the punks will be dyin
made a comb to a shank I'm gonna stick ya
get with ya you know homes the picture.


you get a hole on the head , a fuckin hole in your head
a hole in your head, a hole in your head.
You get a hole in your head, in your mother fuckin head
a hole in the head, a hole in the head".
03:33 192 4,88 ą0.10
5
Ultraviolet Dreams Lyrics 00:41 192 0,96 ą0.10
6
Light Another Lyrics 03:17 192 4,51 ą0.10
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The Phuncky Feel One Lyrics 03:29 192 4,78 ą0.10
8
Break It Up Lyrics 01:08 192 1,54 ą0.10
9
Real Estate Lyrics
Yo its time to hurt ah sort of like murder
Any punk coming on the hill out of order I ain't a hater but if
your an instigator I'll run your ass up with the help of the beta
Taking about those with the gaul to act as foes
Then I suppose that's how it goes
Some didn't know the power of the Afro
I slow up, fro up, smoke blunts
Deal with the punks
Sen: knocks out the front
Hear me Sen and can you hear the vocals
And can you hear the vocals so I'm not a loco
But I'm loco just a poco oh now you can see I'm real great
check out the story to the glory of the real estate



Check it, I'm fresh on the scene I mean show biz
I always come second on the jam
Did you notice but this time see I come a little different
Change my style around so I could prove I'm gifted
Smoke a fat blunt then I feel uplifted
Move a little faster into second I shifted
So if this jam takes a little loner I be staling (killing) time
So the hill could get stronger
Rollin' with the mob like we're merging
You can't stop some brothers who keep always searching
My purpose is to give a suck a duck service
You heard this now run along and get nervous
So who knows the dog when he doesn't have a leash
It's like running down the street with some meat gone
Oh now you can see I'm real great
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate



Check out the real estate
Check out the real estate



Your a ham boy no you ain't flamboyant ain't paid apply for un-emboyment
But there's no help wanted so punk keep looking
Ain't surprised you got your girl hooking
Doin' that do low but you still can't do no damage homes
Cause you really can't manage to handle a gang of niggers
Running like Randall
Funeral arrangements whole lot of candles
Hectic dialectic funk Buddha vocalistic accurate shooter
Duck down homes hit the ground that's what you get when
You ---- with the brown oh now you can see I'm real great?
Check out the story to the glory to the real estate



Don't step on the grass when you pass feel the wind of the
Slug from the blast
Cause you're stepping on my property get off it gee
Get caught up then you get shot up see
Violators will be prosecuted
From the reputed undisputed Cypress unit,
Nothing sold cause they have no sell out
You ain't got enough duckets to shell out,
Well out in front and yo I feel great
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
03:45 192 5,16 ą0.10
10
Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk Lyrics
Lily Allen: Chorus
Itís this thing now
Thatís driving me wild
I gotta see whatís up
Before it gets me down x3
Loveís not a mystery, itís everything

Common: Verse One
She was the type to watch Oprah and The Today Show
Be on the treadmill, uh, like OK Go
Had the body, un body, that you canít pay for
That means she had some Dís on her, but they wadnít fake though
Had a drive, a Drive for Rodeo
She spent pesos on those Lebos
Spent class at the gym, Striptease on the pole
She was so obsessed with her body and clothes
To every party she goes, trying hard to be chose
They say itís hard for a pimp, but extra hard for these hoes
Reading US or People mag, tryna get these scoops
Chasing an actor for a Bentley Coupe
She recruit a ball player from the Clippers
Then came the pumps off
Thinking she Number One, when she just a Jump Off
Doing all she can for a man and a baby
Driving herself crazy like the astronaut lady

Lily Allen: Chorus
Itís this thing now
Thatís driving me wild
I gotta see whatís up
Before it gets me down x3
Loveís not a mystery, itís everything

Common: Verse Two
He had paper since we was in, we was in High School
Pop was a doc, mom taught at my school
Lock with the rocks, in his ear he kept jewels
One of the Diddy types, the d-d-d-Dame Dash dudes
Pushed the Maserati Sport, reading the Robb Report
Wanted to be Mike, but he was never live in sports
Since God was in, he was in the driving course
To live the rap life is what he was striving for
Spending cash at the bar to get credit
Drinking Chandon just because BIG said
They say Ye is, but dude big-headed
Rocked the fur in the summer, so, somebodyíll pet it
He had a fetish for shoes thatís athletic
Pathetic on his myspace page, half naked
Itís a shame what they do for fame, and to be respected
Joe you coulda got it, if you never woulda stressed it

Lily Allen: Chorus
Itís this thing now
Thatís driving me wild
I gotta see whatís up
Before it gets me down x3
Loveís not a mystery, itís everything

Common: Verse Three
They was one of them couples, people said they was the it
Unbreakable like Bobby & Whit
Or Ryan and Reese, or Kimora and Russ
Relationships can be dead but look live to us
I guess we all been through it, where we try too much
Losing yourself and your line and stuff
Wishing for the diamond cuffs, searching for the ring
Where love is not a thing, itís everything, sing

Lily Allen: Chorus
Itís this thing now
Thatís driving me wild
I gotta see whatís up
Before it gets me down x3
Now itís not a mystery, itís everything
Gets me down x5
Gets meÖ
Loveís not a mystery, itís everything
02:46 192 3,80 ą0.10
11
Psycobetabuckdown Lyrics 02:59 192 4,10 ą0.10
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Something For The Blunted Lyrics 01:15 192 1,72 ą0.10
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Latin Lingo Lyrics
Hey Bag, let's start the funkin' show eh


Here it is
Burn it up
Turn it loose
Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


Freak to the funk that no one else is bringin' (yeah)
Sen dog with the funky biolingin (rhyme style)
Yes that's the nombre (name) heard that homie
Peace to mellow and in el deporte (in the sport)
Sen Dog is not a kid a veterano I'm down another proud Hispano


One of the may Latins de este ano (of this year)
And I got plenty for the jennies (girls) trying to hound yo
But wait they're clowning on me cause of my language
Ha ha ha ha ha


I have to tell them straight up it's called Spanglish
Now who's on the pinga (dick) the gringo (Americans)
Trying to get paid from the funky biolinguals


Latin lingo baby funky biolingos
(Yeah funky biolinguals)
Latin lingo baby funky biolingos
(It's the Latin lingo)


Quandro entro (when I come in) suckers fronting
Me another biolingual vampira vengo con un ejemplo (I come with an example)
Ha oistes como somos yo no jodo (now that you heard we don't fool around)
I got some soul though
And you can hear it en las congas (in the drums)
Don't be such a leva (punk) what you got for the cavesa (head)


Hey homes pass the cervesa (beer) before I have to push up on your
esa (girl)
Hmmm she's fine, something fresca (fresh) here home have a hit of
this yesca
I teach you ensenio el lenio lo prendo (I teach he learns to light up)
Now you know I am the centro (central)
Where you live si tu puedes (if you can) nowadays
You ain't shit without you quete (gun)
Algo (something) like a gang thang vatos (dudes) get it bang bang
Cause I hung out with them now you're calling me an insane
Sar te de mi cara sar de mi camino (get out of my face, get out
of my way) make way
Yeah for the funky biolingo


Latin Lingo baby funky biolinguals
Funky biolinguals homes
Latin lingo baby funky biolinguals
It's the Latin lingo baby
Latin lingo baby funky biolinguals
Look at you
Mmmmmmm
Some of that ol' Latin gunk you know what I'm saying
Latin lingo.


What's up homie don't you know me Simone
Ain't you the brother of the mas pingon (large dick)
Straight up and I'm down with the raza (race)
Kid frost gots my back - booyaa - en la case (in the house)
Cause everyday things get a little crazier
As I step to the microphone area
First I claim my city puro (pure) Los Angeles
You know homes that's where the gangas (gang) is
Vatos (dudes) waiting on me along with the hynas (girls)
Catching all the sweat for what I said one time ah


So when you see me at the party or the baile (dance)
Before I got here I was gaffle in the calle (harrassed in the street)
So that gavacho who said I was boracho (drunk)
Had an attitude why you trying to play me macho
Just relax calmado mijo (calm down brother) Sen dog with the
Funky biolingos


Latin lingo baby funky biolinguals
Funky biolingos funky
Latin lingo baby funky biolinguals
Funky biolinguals funky
Latin lingo baby funky biolinguals
Funky biolinguals funky baby


Yea I'd like to say peace to my home boy b real
Mellow man ace
Ralph da Mexican and were out
03:59 192 5,47 ą0.10
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The Funky Cypress Hill Shit Lyrics 04:01 192 5,53 ą0.10
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Tres Equis Lyrics 01:54 192 2,63 ą0.10
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Born To Get Busy Lyrics
Born to get busy, born to get busy baby
born to get get busy, we were born to get busy baby.
I'm the stiff and I do get naughty
so up the pussy when you're in the same party
Yo we can do this but we can't be maxxin'
your big ass is useless unless I'm taxin'
This is the productin and my tribe's the cast
I'm known as a musician and by trade I ask
I'm no body's kid brother
that means I work for this task.
I went to school aqquired knowledge
I'm a scholar went to college.
All comes very handy when it comes to push and shovin'
No I'm not a sissy,
so don't ask who is he
I'm Stiff the neutral brother
who was born to get busy.

Let us start to freaky you, and we'll amke you feel alright
when you come to Cypress Hill make sure you're down with the tribe.

(chorous)

Cuz we're Born to get busy, born to get busy baby
born to get get busy, we were born to get busy baby.
Born to get busy, born to get busy baby
born to get get busy, we were born to get busy baby.
03:00 192 4,14 ą0.10