Genocide & Juice
Coup, The lyrics
Coup, The lyrics
"Last Blunt Lyrics"
Billy the Kid Lyrics
Strapped on my holster low across my hips Two Colt .45's with white plastic grips And I'd head west through our neighborhood And they'd say 'Here comes young Billy And he's up to no good'... yeah I rode a trail through the neighbor's back yard Shooting the bad guys through my handlebars Known for my bravery both far and near Being late for supper was my only fear I miss Billy the kid The times that he had The life that he lived I guess he must've got caught His innocence lo
Strapped on my holster low across my hips Two Colt .45's with white plastic grips And I'd head west through our neighborhood And they'd say 'Here comes young Billy And he's up to no good'... yeah I rode a trail through the neighbor's back yard Shooting the bad guys through my handlebars Known for my bravery both far and near Being late for supper was my only fear I miss Billy the kid The times that he had The life that he lived I guess he must've got caught His innocence lo
sounds of smoking, coughing, and choking*
"Do you know what's green?"
*DJ Pam cuts and scratches Cypress Hill "puffin on a blunt"*
[Boots]
Last night I puffed on my last blunt, damn that was a stupid stunt
cause I done said this ten times befo'
that when my life has come to a crescendo, I would let that indo go
but I'm still kissin it like I'm under the mistletoe
So here we go I'm Mork'in with the steady swagger
speakin with a stunt, steady stagger preachin with a Southern drawl
that sounds like Jimmy Swaggart coughed and played it off
Said I know I'm flippin since the last one G my laces are tied
so you can't trip with me, I remember 1988 December
Someone said, "Puff on this before you go up in her"
So I did it and I guess it must have did the trick
She enjoyed it so I guess I must have rocked the clit
Felt like a man and I loved her with an indo trip
Don't know why, cause I couldn't even feel my dick
Ego trip lasted and I'm always gettin blasted but it's
Una Storia Seria Lyrics
Butti un sorriso nel caff? mi guardi ma non pensi a me e tu lo fai d'abitudine lo sai parole noi, parole mai In questa storia che si trascina un po' da s? una storia seria per me E qualche volta io vorrei che tu non fossi come sei Ma un po' pi? grande lo sai un po' pi? vero, un po' pi? mio un po' pi? dolce come voglio io meno distante da noi un po' pi? amante Anche il sorriso va via monotonia, mancanza di energia non siamo
drastic Butti un sorriso nel caff? mi guardi ma non pensi a me e tu lo fai d'abitudine lo sai parole noi, parole mai In questa storia che si trascina un po' da s? una storia seria per me E qualche volta io vorrei che tu non fossi come sei Ma un po' pi? grande lo sai un po' pi? vero, un po' pi? mio un po' pi? dolce come voglio io meno distante da noi un po' pi? amante Anche il sorriso va via monotonia, mancanza di energia non siamo
cause sometimes that shit can help you get your ass kicked
Can't buy it with plastic so I'm off to drain the vein for days
I get complaints, cause the neighbors say my house stink
Call myself a saint, cause I won't touch a bowl of food
I gives a fuck, just don't interrupt my Looney Tunes
this afternoon cause I can find a job anytime
Step off my behind I'm in a Doobie Brothers state of mind
Run-D.M.C., AT&T, yo they both Be Illin'
I smoked that blunt for last month's three hundred dollar billin
And I'm willing to admit that when provoked I smoke to cope
but if I didn't take a toke I'd be leadin a street revolt
So I make a mental note, and to my frustration
I decide I can't do shit about the situation
Put the spliff to my lips, flick the Bic and it's on hit
Coulda been my last blunt... but I can't quit
cause then I have to deal with, some motherfuckin real shit
Squeezin me tighter than you gotta squeeze a cow's tit
But on the flip tip I know I gotta get a gri
Tell Me A Story (About The Night Before Christmas) Lyrics
[Romeo] Yo Hilary, It's Romeo You Know what, We're going to make em dance this christmas Duff, Ro, Now Change What chu want [Hilary Duff] Tell me a story I beleive, oh I beleive All things are possible on Christmas eve [Romeo] It was the night before Christmas And all through the house Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse The stockings were hung by the chimney with car In hopes that Saint Nick soon would be there Me my sisters and br
[Romeo] Yo Hilary, It's Romeo You Know what, We're going to make em dance this christmas Duff, Ro, Now Change What chu want [Hilary Duff] Tell me a story I beleive, oh I beleive All things are possible on Christmas eve [Romeo] It was the night before Christmas And all through the house Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse The stockings were hung by the chimney with car In hopes that Saint Nick soon would be there Me my sisters and br
even though in high school he used to be hip
*coughing*
But shit I'm hockin spit like I thought it was worth somethin
My throat can't take no more, no future in my frontin
But it's rough when you grow up and the tough men roll joints
That's why I been on the bench for marijuana to this point
But it don't faze me though I take it lacadaisical
It takes a while for ways to grow and get out of the old flow
But I'm an old bro, I done passed two decades
I'm wearin shades so my eyes don't reveal the red haze
caused by my yung, cause days like Frankie Beverly
Amazin em back it's tried again, no roaches and no safety pins
Now I'm pennin rhymes about gettin on the wagon
and I get skittish when I think of how the British
put the opium in Asia, fat one to that tactic
Gankin black folks while they daze ya, if you're gettin perved
you're gettin served this economic, like the gin and tonic
Brothers get moronic from the chronic bionic, and it's ironic
cause we're not get
Lemme Hear Somethin Else Lyrics
[Chorus] Aiyyo my wrist stay froze (Lemme hear somethin else) Aiyyo I fuck mad hoes (Yo lemme hear somethin else) I'm a big dog with big dough (Won't you say somethin else) Yo man you fuckin up my flow (You ain't got nothin else) Man I got somethin else (So lemme hear somethin else) My chain got bagette diamonds (Won't you do somethin else) I spit rhymes with perfect timing (You could try somethin else) Yeah you can't stop me from shinin (I'll spit it myself) [Killer P] I'm on my way to
in fucked up, we're just gettin FUCKED [Chorus] Aiyyo my wrist stay froze (Lemme hear somethin else) Aiyyo I fuck mad hoes (Yo lemme hear somethin else) I'm a big dog with big dough (Won't you say somethin else) Yo man you fuckin up my flow (You ain't got nothin else) Man I got somethin else (So lemme hear somethin else) My chain got bagette diamonds (Won't you do somethin else) I spit rhymes with perfect timing (You could try somethin else) Yeah you can't stop me from shinin (I'll spit it myself) [Killer P] I'm on my way to
Shit out of luck and we're stuck with our mind in a muck
So don't duck the situation cause I used to smoke fat Taylors
til I figured out that the ganjah was a jailor
Wait a, minute, while I get up in a funky situation
The Coup is coming through, and there's no hallucination
So what the fuck they say that junk is good for meditation
If you smoke a sack, take some Ex-Lax it's mental constipation
there's no hesitation when I'm talkin bout political friction
Stoppin evictions
Government made afflictions and I have an addiction
that's a big contradiction so I must confront it
Cause ain't no revolution gonna come from a blunt
*singers sing "Put the blunt down, oooh-ooh!" 2X*
My partner's cousin's uncle got killed by a shooter
I'm depressed so there's a rumor Boots is gonna hit the buddah
Mary Jane will be alone tonight the only type of hit in sight
comes from Pam the Funkstress, give it to her
*DJ Pam cuts and scratches "blunt