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Tytuł: Amplified

  • Wykonawca: Cypress Hill
  • Wy¶wietleń: 222
[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]