Audio X Lyrics
von Cypress Hill
Come inside hello everybody welcome in,
You better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Because we're warring.
All you fucking yellow cowards
Running from the front lines, anybody wanna runaway hey
I'll find your fuckin ass in due time.
Run and seek shelter but you never will escape
Flippin over the gate cause you can't wait
To get your fuckin ass away.
But your trapped
And there's no way out of this mushroom cloud
But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now
Cypress Hill compound you can hear the sound
Let another mother fucka run up and I'll put your ass down
Then I'll peel from your cap the Cypress Hill star
Look around you can't hide
You must might die right where you are.
(Hook)
Audio X we're gonna blow your head up
Synthetic flows that gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
Niggas can't help it they but the shit loud.
2nd verse B Smooth
A Yo! What's up kid-feel the rush glad you kept in touch
With these niggas who be puggin on da dutch bustin guns laid back in the cut
Can it be it's just a dream when we on the scene smokin da
Green cause ain't shit ever what you think it seems from the Streets life ain't cheap
It's Cypress Hill Soul Assassins so why you askin who that rappin
We get all up inside ya grill with the skill shoot to kill when time for action
See you can't hide from the homicide that ain't no lie
You better kiss that black ass goodbye when you try to play these wiseguys
So who's to to blame when we intensify the levels on the rhyme
You better get ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Because we on the wild.
2nd verse B Real
Looking in your eyes I see a body bag figure
Better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Cause it's on nigga.
What you wannat do you better pay close attention
Let it be known I control the zone
Beyond your comprehension
Blunt session you feel the tension begin to rise
Fuck 'em and feed 'em if they can't a joke and get high
I'm feelin lye in my lungs what the deal bra?
So many people wanna hit my joint but they neer got none
Imagine that bullshit happens all the time
Niggas better start growin they own
Cause they can not fuck with mine
Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
Beginners better run back to the lab and practice for a while.
You better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Because we're warring.
All you fucking yellow cowards
Running from the front lines, anybody wanna runaway hey
I'll find your fuckin ass in due time.
Run and seek shelter but you never will escape
Flippin over the gate cause you can't wait
To get your fuckin ass away.
But your trapped
And there's no way out of this mushroom cloud
But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now
Cypress Hill compound you can hear the sound
Let another mother fucka run up and I'll put your ass down
Then I'll peel from your cap the Cypress Hill star
Look around you can't hide
You must might die right where you are.
(Hook)
Audio X we're gonna blow your head up
Synthetic flows that gonna make you get up
Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
Niggas can't help it they but the shit loud.
2nd verse B Smooth
A Yo! What's up kid-feel the rush glad you kept in touch
With these niggas who be puggin on da dutch bustin guns laid back in the cut
Can it be it's just a dream when we on the scene smokin da
Green cause ain't shit ever what you think it seems from the Streets life ain't cheap
It's Cypress Hill Soul Assassins so why you askin who that rappin
We get all up inside ya grill with the skill shoot to kill when time for action
See you can't hide from the homicide that ain't no lie
You better kiss that black ass goodbye when you try to play these wiseguys
So who's to to blame when we intensify the levels on the rhyme
You better get ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Because we on the wild.
2nd verse B Real
Looking in your eyes I see a body bag figure
Better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down
Cause it's on nigga.
What you wannat do you better pay close attention
Let it be known I control the zone
Beyond your comprehension
Blunt session you feel the tension begin to rise
Fuck 'em and feed 'em if they can't a joke and get high
I'm feelin lye in my lungs what the deal bra?
So many people wanna hit my joint but they neer got none
Imagine that bullshit happens all the time
Niggas better start growin they own
Cause they can not fuck with mine
Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
Beginners better run back to the lab and practice for a while.
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Barron Ricks
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