was driving the truck And this lady about ran us off the road in a cadillac. She just kinda smiled when she went by, and he has road rage and he said
Get rid of bitches, pay you a visit, then get your shit lit I'm a nitwit with a big dick, and big balls I don't miss shit I hit all, whoever that did
front, and I'm sure he don't want it Over some old bullshit, when I'm quick to pull shit Live dad, everything is everything I got a lotta shit to do
a talk 'bout me ambitions So I make who dem a talk 'bout me ambitions Cau' me seh some of dem a ask me where me get it from Ta some of dem a ask me
sister act. [Velma Kelly] Don't sweat it. I'll can do it alone. Shit! All right! [Dance Captain?] Move it! Move it! Hurry up! [Announcer] Ladies and
bitches, pay you a visit, then get your shit lit I'm a nitwit with a big dick, and big balls I don't miss shit I hit all, whoever that did this,
i'm dizzy on champange i'm raging on the mind i only drink the best it's my duty to rock the night take me to the floor you know you want some more i
trigger, get rid of bitches Pay you a visit, then get your shit lit I'm a nitwit with a big dick, and big balls I don't miss shit, I hit all Whoever
check 'em with that China White venom Than I mo' fill 'em Swimmin' in that bloodstream Gotcha Now you a fiend from lady heroin [Chorus x2] Lady Heroin Lady Heroin Lady
I know some tru cats that'll whoop you and yo homeboys Me and pookie solo johnson in tha old school Clubbin wit no rules, peepin tha foes 2 Eatin some
your all dead and buried Till you rot in your graves, you'll never get rid of me never!! (smash) (crack) (break) Verse 1: Official on some Guy Fisher shit
And we still smokin', what? For the nigga who be talkin' loud and holdin' his dick Talkin' shit, he better lay low For the bitch that said I shot some shit
, three, four [rah] grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah) Puffin on goodie, eatin tuna and rye Blow the spot with some old school shit
the same, don't be dumb A small heart and a soft ass, that an't gon lasted I'm watching all my niggaz, I grew up before in a casket Some sad shit I seen
shit, nigga (it's the real shit!) This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga You ain't on no real shit, nigga
nigga Daz in this motherfucker Ready to kick some real shit, knahmsayin? And that lil' shit you hear in the background -- that's my homegirl Rage So RBX kick this shit
hard as concrete Step to the heat and get burned like mesquite! So what you wanna do? The narrator RBX, cell block two [Verse Three: The Lady of Rage] Rage
what I must - is bust the bubble, or choose some trouble, for you So skip to my Luger, Lady of Rage is comin through {*cut n scratch* "Some cool shit
