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Versuri Cypress Hill Amplified

 
[Intro] 
["Say what?" scratched repeatedly] 
 
[Sen Dog] 
I be that, short-temper, 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 thing 
Fools think they get bad, I ain't really with that  
Flavour of the month, bro, (?) try to dispatch 
Always got the good badge, take it to the head 
Got me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead 
Don't trip, get a grip, be strong and don't fake it 
Or else you get beat down, an' stripped butt-naked 
I just kick the lyric, straight from the spirit 
You can tell I got soul first time as you hear it 
 
[Chorus - Sen Dog and B-Real (repeat 2x)] 
 
Welcome to the show, all come inside 
You can hear proper sound when it's Amplified 
You wanna party with the best and say "fuck the rest" 
'Cos we take away ya stress and never settle for less 
 
[B-Real] 
When you deal with the Hill, keep your mouth still 
If you rely on your skill then rely on your steel 
If you have no ideal, or any thoughts to feel 
What you sought was real, to give 'em slots to fill 
Busters stop to deal 
But I face them, quicker than takin' a box of pills 
Now you gots to chill 
Get cops and sheilds, steady, hark the (?) 
If they're lookin' for prey, ready to stalk and kill 
As I lock the wheel, don't you mock the drill 
'Cos I'll cock my steel, make you drop and spill 
Got no mercy unless you talk to deal 
Quit talk and kneel, you won't top my will, bitch! 
 
[Chorus (repeat 2x)] 
 
["Say what?" scratched some more] 
 
[Sen Dog] 
Ain't no-body better, on that you can bet   (CY-PRESS!) 
Wanna see a dope show? Put your money on my set 
Real emcees and real DJs 
Real South-siders from the heart of LA 
Now, back in the day we had big sucess 
And it's like that now and we won't settle for less 
You can beat the LB from the new latin lingo 
Nowadays you nothin', without a hit single 
Time to get loco, and put bodies in motion 
Hit the stage in a rage, and start up a commotion 
No I ain't jokin, see my mic smokin'? 
I slam it like the art and make sure it's broken 
 
[Chorus (repeat 2x)] 
 
[scratching to fade]