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Cypress Hill
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Checkmate
作詞：Louis M. Freeze, Lawrence Muggerud, Senen Reyes
About to mash these niggaz man
Don't come in my backyard motherfucker
Hahaha, be real and the dog, motherfucker
Ha! yeah
Here we go you all, that's the nigga head dog
Lunatic smokin' loops, loose in your sector
Got my eye on them, on the apparatus
Like a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta have it
Anywhere you get it shit, and I'm a grab it
Turn around stares to your face and I jab it
Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits
Hunt you, like a hillbilly huntin' a rabbit
Cuttin' niggaz up like muggs on the wheels
For reals, penetentiary steel
Pull heads to bed from the choke of a headlock
Fadin' baldheads to perms, even dreadlocks
BWOY, rude bwoy with me style
I can get foul or wild, or just cool for a while
(Checkmate fool!)
Hang them high
Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all
(Checkmate fool!)
Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!)
Hang them high
Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all
(Checkmate fool!)
Wherever the pawns fall
Look, look, look, every way you get shook
To the pawn, takin' out the rook, off of the book
Lights get tooken, taken you for Satan
You can't breathe, no need to look up and see me
The last hope, when you mellow you call whoever
For the hype shit, you call the hill, put it together
Runnin' this game, bringin' the same, raw shit
Over the hills, through the city we come equipped to the letter
Keepin' your temperature down low
What I reveal, the good shit to heal all souls
Makin you roll late night, you trippin', my game's tight
To the new shit I bring, never the same hype
So push that shit off, get up, don't let off
No matter how much blood you spit up
You could never be, fuckin' with greenthumb
The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung
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We hit hard, breakin' your guard, you can't tell
When the bells ring, bustin' your shell, the pawn fell
(Checkmate fool!)
Hang them high
Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all
(Checkmate fool!)
Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!)
Hang them high
Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all
(Checkmate fool!)
Wherever the pawns fall
I'm a freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk
I'm a kill all junk with the suicide clunk
Ain't nobody came my way, talkin bout
The westside of L.A., so whatever
Punk-ass click you claim, you keep bumpin' that shit
And elevate your frame, 'cause I want that
Big-time, asshole, studio gangsta
Worth a lot of shit, but that's not the main factor
My nigga sen's rollin' again, remember when
We rocked shows, battlin' foes, the time's been long
Strong with the styles, you ain't hear to win
Like blood pourin' out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot flash
Got you heated with repeated attacks over the tracks
Smack niggaz up, back niggaz up, hack niggaz up
Jack niggaz up, hangin' the wack niggaz up
Snowball effect, we rollin the city limits
Crushin' the bitch-ass niggaz with all the gimmicks
(Checkmate fool!)
Hang them high
Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all
(Checkmate fool!)
Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!)
Hang them high
Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try
Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all
(Checkmate fool!)
Wherever the pawns fall
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