Songtexte:
Cypress Hill Live At The Fillmore Live

fall down Buck down, dead sound that's what you found That's what you get when you fuck with the brown Dog, Sen is comin' to the mound La Vida from Cypress

it With a steel toe, how you feel now? When my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo? Cry on a pillow, weeper that's willow The hill got the skill for

Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Pick it, pack it Fire it up, come along And take a hit from the bong Put the blunt down just

I hit that corner, feel the concrete If ya push that by like nothin' Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden Blastin' at these fools with a passion Look at

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

the chrome ray shine So you wanna roll far and live large It ain't all that goes with bein' a rock star So you wanna be a rock superstar and live large

Kick it like a steel toe, real slow, hits from the bong Make me feel like Cheech and I'm kickin' it wit' Chong Just like Cheech and Chong frontin' with 'ice cream' Cypress Hill