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点击复制Artist：cypress hill
Songs Title：another victory
Get ready motherf**kers!
You can't f**k with the
Please no interruptions
Your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun
Like my rag top six-five
Smash you with the switches
The hitch is, you're gettin too big for your britches
Why you runnin like b**ches
With your tail up, I'm the thug pirate
Put the sail up -your whole crew frail, what
You want this joint, suck it inhale nut
*s are feelin this track in braile, huh
Were grade a while you motherf**kers fail, what
You understand, immitators gotta bail up
To all the males and females gangin up
All on my cell phone talkin sh*t, hangin up
I gotta show you how a ni**a bang it up
Slangin cuts
Your squad against mine
Your minor leaks with major
Detail the plans like
Hit hard, catch you off guard
Another victory
I slay rappers with precision
I got vision like anakin
You panicin I'm leavin you stiffer than a manequin
My high lyrics constantly brain damagin
Brandishin a fire arm, still managin
Hurt *s, bandagin who give my lyrics
That play like a mandalin
I hold my mic like my dick, but you handlin
I kill flows on tracks who abandonin
I eat you like p**sy, then take a sample,
Then spit fire in the places you standin in
I take a fool to the hill
Light a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalin
Now I see your whole brains scramblin
Don't like what you hear, change the channel then ni**a
I spark cells of a rhythm
You best listen, get it over with
Stolen sh*t, rollin it, cypress ownin it
Bitin *s clonin it,
I got a dog got a bone to pick, you holdin it
Suck it hard swallow easy, put a soul in it
Your bodys on the floor, head got a hole in it
The w**d master, rhyme killer, mic controllin it
You still f**kin but your wack, ain't throwin it
Stepped in sh*t, now your chillin all alone in it
Head full of hair, still ain't combin it
Five child in the world whos ropin it
Never know if I'm high or I'm throwin sh*t
I got you stuck in the twilight zone on sh*t
I'm the owner of the fat joint you rollin with, b**ch