straight! Weed mek wi concen-trate! Dem a ficht it, suh bun babylon, straight! Ghetto yute waan house and land, straight! Caah, to make money a di plan, straight
Bone will make his money And won't get caught because the cops To me ain't nothin' but dummies? So what you need? I'm servin' Everything is straight.
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate Nine, ten, we're out to kill again Straight from the burning flames of hell A place where all assassins dwell
an assassin (son of an assassin) Feelin' this killin' and peelin' caps cause I can't stop My gangsta attitude comes from my muthafuckin pops kickin' ass And the #1 Assassin
what's that sound? AK-47, so get the fuck down! [Layzie] Well it's the #1 Assassin Provin' a point to many people Some claim to be assassins But to Bone
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back in this motherfucker (That's right That's right) The original T-H-U-G's [Hook: Krayzie Bone] Back to set it straight we never
gotta make a livin' And I don't give a damn I take your life for what you got If you got what I want, then you gonna straight-up get shot A bullet to
guage eruption, And I'm on a road to destruction And steady be bustin' and bodies be bustin' me, Killa, with a buckshot, I'ma peel ya Number one assassin
: Where you from nigga? [Layzie Bone] Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the
be that short temper high style rhyme bringer Life style got wild similar to rock singer Check me on the big screen, livin? out my dream Cypress, Assassin
, hostile rhyme bringer Lifestyle gone wild, similar to rock singers Check me on the big screen, livin' out my dreams Cypress, Assassins, SX, latin thug
him Gained fame, started gettin' ignored, I warned him Assured him, this ain't easy take it from Weezy Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy, the fuckin' lethal "Assassins, assassins
I'm out smokin And I still see myself as Enforcer Knock em in their face if they dedicate closer A Cuban massive man (Spanish) With real attack touch straight
keep him straight on the real Punks are broken some dey fall off the ledge Refugee Camp bringin it straight over the edge You duck as I fluff the feathers
real deal Fuck all the bullshit, Cypress Hill Comes raining on your brain Bringing the blood stains Smeared on the sidewalk, one mark dome of the prejudice skull, hanging in my home "Straight
I'm low as a paid assassin is You know I'm cold as a hired sword I'm so ashamed can't we patch it up You know I can't think straight no more You make
the Heavens, see they never allowed So I vow to kick it, Reel shit is wicket Notice the way I flow this when the venom's inflicted Bashin' for the blastin', the underground assassin
they can stop an Atheist by sayin' he's prayin to Satan Oh yeah, I fought the holy war in Iraq So get ya facts straight before you stick your sword in