I can't see Sing the darker of Pissing on my toes Knowing what I know I know I'm waiting Like a loyal whore Under every stone Lovers sleep alone Alone
I was walking, was living My melody was acapella There?s a beat I was missing No tune, or a scale, I could play - The sound in the distance No orchestra
Don Amiche. He... what? Can't make it? Oh. Huh. Okay, um, hmm, in that case, the part of the Grandfather will be played by, huh, a bassoon.... Three
lickin', flippin' any mix and over the skippin' And cable clippin', still sickenin' Even though some people ain't admitting Through they system I keeps it kickin' And tippin' the scale
like I think, or do what I do I stole the show, then I leave without a clue Whatta you think makes up Cypress Hill? Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking Ridiculous bass
the show Half a brick of blow 12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro This b*tch is sold out (4x) We do it for the goons Sellin' out the club Fish scale
forever 4 4 4 4 Ever My My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever My, My, My, My, My, My beat forever 4 Ever My Beat, when it slides up and down the scale
get wasted So high you can't hear the music But you feel it when the bass hits The atmosphere like the first year Freak bass hit every body's heart goes
ever Think like I think and do what I do I stole the show, and then I leave without a clue What do you think makes up a krs? Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking? Ridiculous bass
Mr. bu-bu back, back in the place So hook up with the groove the fat, fat bass Rougher than rough on the richter scale _______ place a map in hell High
comin Imma stay up for it Imma chase that money You can wait up for it Imma kick to the snare Imma boom to the bass What more can i say I cant feel my
) Devastation from the sounds I'm makin' And there's no escaping from the bass (It's shakin' like an Earthquake) Ten point O, on the Richter scale It
Glam slam Escape Everybody trippin' on the party bass However high you get is a matter of taste Winner takes all in the hardest race Don't get on the scale
an album that is Funkier and hyper, the type of street stuff I like listenin' to, funky bass and breaks to make your Speakers shake, earthquake breaks the richter scale
stiflin', I'm triflin' upholdin' a rifle Peerin' from behind the eyes of God, we at odds with ourselves What is it worth when this barren metropolis prevail Scale
Just when you thought it was safe Shake, shake, shake When I hit town you the party can't fail I'm hittin' 20 on the richtor scale Gotta hundred million
the music man, aka master ace Stacks of flyers are pressed up All the part people are home getting dressed up Just to hear the sound of the underground Fusion, and the bass
that I will not eat them with Prince Paul I will not eat them with Low Rawls I do not like green eggs and swine I do not like those 3rd Bass rhymes
