Cypress Hill - No Rest For The Wicked Lyrics

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Bitch ass motherfucker

You that pie ass nigga

Stand on your own two feet bitch

And the fuck you gon' buy somebody else's dick

Nigga yo as it long enough to put in your mouth

Turn that shit up louder

What's up wit that shit?

Yo muggs make it rough

So many fools swingin' from my sack

Let's talk about the one who had my back

Down in the west coast so lemme kick it

To the motherfucker who calls himself 'wicked'

No rest no peace! no sleep

Doughboy rolling down the hill 'cause it's so steep

Jackson lemme figure out the name

Jack 'cause you be stealing other niggaz game

But i'm the wrong nigga you wanna fuck with

On my dick so hard that ya wanna suck it

Go on the head gobble up the nuts

Get your lips ready and tear this motherfucker up

Talk about ezy correct yourself

Cube better step back and check yourself

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Let's talk about this

First solo album on the east coast dick

The east coast niggaz all showed ya love

Especially the one known as the 'king sun'

He tried to warn us niggaz aboutcha

But nobody would listen even but then dissin'

Two albums later you callin' my crew

All because ya wanna be cypress cube!

Shoulda known you couldn't hang in the alley

Good boy went to school out in the valley

Fuck it lemme make this understood

Speakin' on mama's little boys in da hood

No vaseline just a rope and a chair and gasoline!

Lench mob is a friend of mine

But you talk about them niggaz from behind

You know what the hossack is o'shea?

A motherfucking pig that don't fly straight

Where ya gonna run to? where ya gonna hide?

Taadow! look at who's running outside!

Natural born bullshitta! lemme hitcha

With a dose of reality when i get witcha

Your homie [incomprehensible]

Put a pipe on the cover even though you don't smoke buddha

Let me take you down under on a plane

Where everybody was going insane

Took a look at the real one

Afro comb! the next morning you didn't have yours on

How many ways will you bite my shit?

Would ya wet me or start throwing up a set?

Caution when you enter the zone

Never used to bang 'til you heard the microphone

I got cube melting in a tray

Pulling up his card and fucking up his good day

Unoriginal rap veteran the nigga who say

He don't steal from his friends

Don't trust that nigga named o'shea

Fuck him and send him on his way

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