歌詞:
Temples

Refugee camp, with Cypress Hill Yo, bringin' it on Cubans meet the Haitians Perfect combination, check it You say guns, I say pistolas Well, if you got

Let me introduce myself, I'm the one who rules the set So don't you forget Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons But you ain't nothin

move back, yo, be real Come back, come back yeah I'm the head-hunter you goin' under Make a trophy call it the two-headed buster On my mantle back in the temple

You don't wanna turn your back on me When you least expect it, I come with a wicked method I'm creepin' on ya, think bout your homeboys bleeding on ya

Break that shit off nigga Look at all the M.C.'s trying to get down But all you get is a peeled back dome cap I'm not the one to be having that shit

[B-Real]: I neva rapped on an R&B record, and I neva will, I got these phoney muthafuckas, talk about lets keep it real, But, they don't know how to take

remember It's time for sacrifice!!! Come sumerian magic Come from chaos When nature break the silence!!! Rise the walls of temples By KINGU by ABSU!!! Ancient's temples

archives fill the offices of the cold war parties to research the psycho base in the influence and cause they need free young slaves Teenage temples

these Temples of desire I shall be your testifier Temples of desire I shall be your crucifier Temples of desire I shall be your sanctifier Temples of desire I shall be your purifier Temples