That ol? punk ass boy And then when that goddamn car Eric had broke down Comin? down the street That mother fucker just fell That was some funny ass shit boy
a clue Whatta you think makes up Cypress Hill? Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking Ridiculous bass, aggravating treble Rebel, renegade, must stay paid Not by financial aid but the break of hits
look hyper when I clap 'em in slo mo' Ya'll still payin' the mob? We whip niggaz out like waffle batter Theodore ancient with dart, flossin' them diamonds Discussin' our hits
though see it's a difference a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring
an' realize what I had I dropped 'Diamonds in yo face' an' 'Buy the car, buy the house' An' Screw saw me at a show an' said, ?Boy, you went off? Two
Two $6.50 tickets to hassle with the crowd I got hit with a Frisbee, the band played too loud I got all their records, man and loved all their hits
hoopa attack a beat like a cougar, rouga(?) who that dude that wanna come and talk shit i'm so fly, high up in my cock pit the tapes comin' boy wait
tha grave, underneath in tha car found It's tha hustla wit Hustlaz poetically known as Tony Ton, wit them thugstaz and Shifters, Tru's and a playa,
tracks that mack and slap back the whack Never get in the way, I don't play with with that But watch me rock where Liberace flashed Punk rock the Clash, Boy
play for keeps, nigga, so pay up, ain't jackin' nothin' The price is cheap, nigga, heads up, crackers comin' See, I'm a known D Boy, so they hits my
Black, C'mon. [Chorus:] All my playaz, thugs, and my ballaz. All my peeps in the clubs spending dollas. Hey Mr. DJ won't you play that song so we could
critics, you can kiss our whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward Beef with radio, if we don't play they show They don't play out hits
Every fucking day man an ounce to smoke Game from the brain keep the bitches broke Money dope and pussy hits the corner don't stop No time for the playa
watch it leave so boundless and so free Drifting carelessly I snuff with whispers so gently I hope All I do is hope Let me come wash away your fears We go play
, I'm God-sent My calling making shit bounce like Spaulding Y'all know cuevo mke Tray flow en fuego Its T. Lee spitting and I'm down with the Queen (Queen Pen): Radio play
I play for keeps nigga, so pay up, ain't jacking nothing The price is cheap nigga, heads up, crackers coming See I'm a known D Boy so they hits my spot
feel right My parents keep lookin' at me as if I'm some type of parasite My moms separated from her spouse The oldest of two kids, it's my job to play
I come with a slew of hits that'll massacre the planet Obliviating the earth And diabolically smashing everything for whatever it's worth It's Busta Rhymes godfather beast boy